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

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

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

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Won't you sing me back home before I die