You Know Last Night I Went to Sleep in Detroit City
And I Dreamed About Those Cotton Fields and Home
I Dreamed About My Mother, Dear Old Papa, Sisters and Brothers
And I Dreamed About a Love Who's Been Waiting There So Long
I Want to Go Home
I Want to Go Home
Oh How I Want to Go Home
My Kinfolks Think I'm Big in Detraoit City
From All the Letters That I Write, They Think I'm Fine
By Day I Make the Cars
But, By Night I Make All the Bars
Oh If Only They's Just Read Between the Lines
They'd Know I Want to Go Home
I Want to Go Home
Oh How I Want to Go Home
You Know I Rode a Freight Train North to Detroit City
And After All These Years I Find I've Been Wasting My Time
Think I'll Put My Foolish Pride On a Southbound Train and Ride
Heading Back to the Loved Ones I Left There Waiting Behind