Sing Me Back Home

Well the warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest
And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell
Let my guitar friend play my last request

He said sing me back home with the song I used to hear
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die

I recall last Sunday morning a choir from off the street
Came in to sing a few more gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singers, there's a song my mama sang
Could I hear it once before you move along

And he said sing me back home with the song I used to hear
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
And sing me back home before I die
Won't you sing me back home before I die