Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City And I dreamed about the cottonfields and home I dreamed about my mother dear old papa sister and brother I dreamed about that girl who's been waiting for so long I want to go home I want to go home oh Lord I want to go home Now 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 at night I make the bars If only they could read between the lines I want to go home I want to go home oh Lord I want to go home I rode the freight train north to Detroit City And after all these years I find that I've just been wastin' my time So I think I'll take my foolish pride get on a Southbound freight and ride And go on back to the loved ones all the loved ones that I left waiting so far behind I want to go home I want to go home oh Lord I want to go home Oh Lord I want to go home