Even though I'm on my own, I know I'm not alone Because I know there's someone, somewhere praying that I make it home So here's one from the heart, my life right from the start I need a home sweet home to call my own It was you that told me I could do

Here we stand or here we fall History won't care at all Make the bed, light the light Lady Mercy won't be home tonight You don't waste no time at all Don't hear the bell but you answer the call It comes to you as to us all Yeah, we're just waiting for

Come back home What a beautiful time we had together, Now it's getting late and we must leave each other, yeah Just remember the time we had, And how right I tried to be, It's all in a day's work, Losing your love, acting foolishly, hey Go on and take

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It has been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh, God, I'm one If I had listened to what my mother said, I`d have been at home today, But I was young and foolish, oh, God Let a rambler lead me

Well, then a 'nuff gettoh youths no have no place to go Live night and day roaming in the gettoh Nuff gettoh youths ain't got no place of their own Give them some place that they can call their home Well, then a 'nuff politions telling poor people lies

Hell before you naw, rollin' off just right Man, that town is small, boys But you have a ball, boys Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys Yeah, truck's stuck, who you gon' call? Pretty girl, who you gon' fall for?

Overwhelming The threads that hold me together They envelop me So I'll keep searching For a place called home I'll rip my roots from this earth Into the unknown Is it for the dreams I chased? Or the ones I caught

That's when something wild calls you home, home If you're lost out where the lights are blinding Caught in all, the stars are hiding Calls you home If you face the fear that keeps you frozen Chase the sky into the ocean You're stronger than you know You

Who says you can't go home? It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright Who says you can't go back? There's only one place left I wanna go There's only one place they call me one of their own Just a hometown boy born a rolling

And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts I'm just lucky to have the work But I thank God for the work When I get home from work Sunday morning I'm too tired to go to church I'll call up all my friends And we'll go bust up something beautiful