Текст: Johnny Cash. Take Me Home.

Well, I've been from Boston to L.A.
Seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay
I seen New York City and Washington

Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island
And I've worked in three all night
Service stations and I drove a truck

Take me home, my heart is heavy and my feet are sore
Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more

Well, I slept all night in a water trough
Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin' cough
Had the mumps and the measles and the seven years itch

And I can't count the times
That I've had a cold and a sore throat
Not to mention all the times
That I cut my fingers on a sardine can

Take me home, my heart is heavy

Well, I can just see 'em all now just a gatherin' 'round
Mama's supper table when the sun goes down
And my good old pappy when the blessing is said

Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas
And all that stuff and side meat
And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's
Hot buttered cornbread

Take me home, my heart is heavy
Take me home, my heart is heavy