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 streets 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?" Sing me back home, the the 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 Won't you sing me back home, the the 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 Sing me back home before I die

I had a dream, just the other night Me and my baby was having a fight It felt so real, but it wasn't funny I took my love, and she took my money But that's all right, I was only dreaming, But you know what, it got me thinking You gotta go, for what you know, Cause you're gonna reap just what you sow Cause life don't always go your way And that's the price you gotta pay I went to the kitchen, I turned on the sink Got a glass of water, and I began to think This lying and cheating has got to stop Before I lose everything that I got Sometimes I feel so strange Other times I feel so ashamed You gotta go, for what you know, You're gonna reap just what you sow Cause life don't always go your way And that's the price you gotta pay Well I tried to kick the habit I couldn't do it, I have to have it I broke her heart, and I broke the rules I get no sympathy for being a fool I cried so hard 'till I nearly drown And I paid the price for sneaking around You gotta go, for what you know, You're gonna reap just what you sow Life don't always go your way And that's the price you gotta pay

Yesterdays, yesterdays, Days I knew as happy sweet sequestered days Olden days, golden days, Days of mad romance and love Then gay youth was mine Truth was mine Joyous free and flaming life Then truth was mine Sad am I, glad am I, For today I'm dreaming of Yesterdays Yesterdays, yesterdays, Days I knew as happy sweet sequestered days Golden days, olden days, Days of mad romance and love Then gay youth was mine Truth was mine Joyous free and flaming life Then truth was mine Sad am I, glad am I, For today I'm dreaming of Yesterdays

In my solitude you haunt me With memories of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I sit in my chair And filled with despair There's no one could be so sad With gloom everywhere, I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad In my solitude, I'm afraid Dear Lord above Send back my love I sit in my chair And filled with despair There's no one could be so sad With gloom everywhere, I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad In my solitude, I'm afraid Dear Lord above Send me back my love

It is safe to sleep alone In a place no one knows And to seek life under stones In a place water flows. It is best to find in sleep The missing pieces that you lost Best that you refuse to weep Ash to ash, dust to dust. It is strange to sleep alone In a place no one knows Strange to shelter under stones In a place water flows. It is safe to walk with me Where you can read the sky and stars, Safe to walk upon the sea In my sleep we can go far. It is safe to sleep alone In a place no one knows And to shelter under stones In a place water flows. It is strange to sleep alone In a place no one goes, Strange to seek life under stones. In my sleep no one knows.