Lookin' outta my windowpaneTears minglin' with the rainI'm so lonesome I could cry, just like old HankStarin' down on the city streetFeelin' empty and incompleteThere's a place I need to be to fill my tankA place I can go where I can be freeWhere I can be happy and I just be meHome, where the warm wind's blowin'And the river's flowin' alongLike a lazy bum in the midday sunAnd I've gone fishin' with my pole at the fishin' holeWhere I can lay down my heavy loadAnd know that I am always welcomeHomeI left home, I was 17I had a lot of ambitious dreamsSeen a lot of those dreams come trueI've had good luckI ain't complaining that's for sureI got a lot to be thankful forOne of those things is a magic door that opens upBack to the time when I was a kidTo the sound of the crickets and the katydidsIt's calledHomeOn the front porch swingin' and fern pots hangin'HomeWith the church bells ringin' and voices singin'Those old songs that mend my mind like a stitch in timeWhere the tea is sweet and the love completeOh me, I wanna goHomeI often think about where I have beenWhere I am goin' and that's about when I think aboutHomeWhere the soul find comfortAnd the heart find pleasureHomeWhere the depths of love is hard to measure it'sHomeI hear you callin'I hear you callin'I'll never be lostAs long as I knowThere's a place like thatWhere I can goWhere I can restore my weary soulOn the mountain slopes in the soft blue smokeOf homeHome sweet homeHomeBack to the hills with the whippoorwillsOf homeWith the fireflies blinkin'And the night stars winkin'HomeHoneysuckle vine and muscadine wineAt homeWhere the ginseng grows in the shady groves ofHomeWith family and friends and joy that never endsHomeThere's no place like itNo place like itHome