Oh Lord if I could just go home I'd do things different from now on

There wouldn't be near the gray in my old daddy's hair

Oh Lord if I could just go home



I know it wasn't daddy's fault that mama died when I was just a kid

And the best that he could do to raise me right was all he ever did

And I know he'd love mama a lot longer than I had and he was every bit as alone

But I don't guess I'd helped too much to build a happy home

He made sure I got to church every Sunday the way mama had always done

And he was always sorry he had to work so hard and he never had much time for fun

He knew I missed mama a lot

And maybe he was easier on me than he should have been

But it sure ain't his fault that I didn't turn out to be much a man

Well I've grew on into my teens and I guess I thought I was a real hard stuff

Goin' into town hangin' around bars and actin' pretty tough

Well I'm looking out at a different set of bars now

And that little window don't let it much light

You see I got roarin' drinkin' mad one night and I killed the man in a fight

I got a letter from back home the other day

Saying dad had a stroke and he ain't doin' too good

Well if I had done right I'd be there now to help him and God you know I would

And I'd pay him back for all the years of love that he gave me

And I'd be a better man the way I was taught to be

Oh Lord if I could just go home