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              DETROIT CITY  by Bobby Bare

      Last night I went to sleep in Detroit city
      And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home
      I dreamed about my mamma
      Dear old papa sister and brother
      Dreamed about that girl who has been waiting for so long

      Chorus
      I want to go home
      I want to go home
      Oh Lord,I want to go home

      Some 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

      Repeat Chorus