Текст: George Jones. Detroit City.

I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Oh, how I wanna go home

Last night I went
To sleep in Detroit City
And I dreamed about
The cotton fields and home

I dreamed about my mother
Dear old Papa, sister and brother
And I dreamed about that girl
Who's been waiting for so long

I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Oh, how I wanna go home

Home 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
And by night I make the bars
If only they could read
Between the lines

'Cause you know I rode the freight train
North to Detroit City
And after all these years I find
I've just been wasting my time

So I think
I'll take my foolish pride
And put it on
A Southbound freight and ride

And go on back
To the loved ones
The ones, I left behind

I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Oh, how I wanna go home