The warden led a 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 he reached my cell
Let my guitar playing friend do my request

Let him sing me back home with a song I used to hear
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 to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singers there’s a song my mama sang
Could I hear it once before you move along
Wont you

[1] The warden led a [5] prisoner down the [4] hallway to his [1] doom
I stood up to say goodbye like all the [5] rest
And I [1] heard him tell the [5] warden just [4] before he reached my [1] cell
Let my guitar playing [5] friend do my re-[1]-quest

[1] Let him sing me back [5] home with a [4] song I used to [1] hear
Make my old memories come a-[5]-live
[1] Take me a-[5]-way and turn [4] back the [1] years
Sing me back [5] home before I [1] die

I recall last Sunday morning a choir from off the street
Came to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singers there’s a song my mama sang
Could I hear it once before you move along
Wont you