바비 베얼
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
oh how I wanna
go home
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
waiting for so long
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Oh how
I wanna
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 wanna go home
I wanna go home
Oh how I wanna
go home