Texty: Bobby Bare. Detroit City.

I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Ohh 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
I dreamed about that girl who's been waiting for so long

I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Ohh 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

'Cause you know I rode the freight train north to Detroit city
And after all these years, I find, I've just been wastin' my time
So I just think I'll take my foolish pride
And put it on a southbound freight and ride
And go on back to the loved ones
The ones that I left waitin' so far behind

I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Oh how I wanna go home
I wanna go home