The warden led the 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 they reached my cell Let my guitar playin' friend fill my request Let him sing me back home a song I used to hear. Make my old memories come alive. Sing me away and turn back the year. Sing me home before I die. I recall last Sunday morning when the from off the street Came in to sing a few old gospel songs And I heard him tell the singers there's a song my mother sang Can I hear it before you travel on. Sing me back home a song I used to hear. Make my old memories come alive. Sing me away and turn back the year. Sing me back home before I die.