Dream we're going out on stage, it feels like Coming home again Boy you're home, you're dreaming, don't you know I know, for me it is like Coming home Every morning when I wake up yawning I'm still far away Trucks still rolling through the early morning

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again And I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again And I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

Do you think about me now and then? 'Cause I'm coming home again I'm coming home again Maybe we can start again Maybe you, do you remember when? Fireworks at Lake Michigan Oh, now I'm coming home again I met this girl when I was 3 years old And what I

We can just pretend We'll make it home again From everything now I'm in the black again Not coming back again I'm in the red again No space in my head again

I feel I'm coming home again In morning dew A glorious scene came through Like war is over now Pure moments of thought In the meaning of love This war is over now Salaam allah alad donia alal'insaan (salute god and bless life and humans)

I'm coming home to Arizona We will meet again And today, I leave you But I'll be back someday And as I fly away My hope is that we'll meet again I'm off to my home away from home I will miss you

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing