Detroit City / Tom Jones
Last night I went to sleep
in Detroit city,
And I dreamed about
those cotton fields and home,
I dreamed about my mother,
dear old papa, sister and brother,
And I dreamed about that girl,
whose been waitin' for so long,
I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home,
Home folks think I'm big
in Detroit city,
From the letters that I write
they think I'm fine,
But by day I make the cars,
by night I make the bars,
If only they could read
between the lines,
I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home,
I rode a freight train north
to Detroit city,
After all these years
I've been wasting my time,
I'll take my foolish pride,
on a southbound freight and ride,
Go on back to the ones,
I've left waitin' so far behind,
I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home.
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