Sing Me Back Home [Acoustic]

The warden led a prisoner Down the hallway to his doom So 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 A song I used to hear And make my old memories come alive Take me away And turn back the years Sing me back home before I die I recall last Sunday morning A choir from off the street Came in to sing a few old gospel songs And I heard him tell the singer There's a song my mama sang Could I hear it once before you move along Sing me back home A song I used to hear And make my old memories come alive Take me away And turn back the years Sing me back home before I die Sing me back home before I die