Sing Me Back Home (Live)

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom 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 playing friend do my request.' (Let him) Sing me back home with a song I used to hear And make my old memories come alive And take me away and turn back the years And sing me back home before I die I recall last Sunday morning a choir from 'cross the street Came in to sing a few old gospel songs And I heard him tell the singers 'There's a song my mama sang Could I hear once before we move along?' Let him sing me back home with the song I used to hear And make my old memories come alive Take me away and turn back the years And sing me back home before I die Sing me back home before I die