There's a feeling I get in the morn
It reminds me of where I was born
And it seems to climb through the darkness of time
Making me feel like I'm back home

Oh the times and the places I've seen
Still I yearn for those sweet fields of green
And the infinite sky under which I may lie
Always knowing that I'm back home

Oh won't you please take me back home
To the valleys and hills of my home
Like the comforting bliss of a mother's soft kiss
To the place that I miss when I roam
Won't you please take me back home

I'm going back to the place I was raised
Where the sheep and the cattle still graze
All the soft, southern breeze and the sounds of the trees
Are all taking me back home

Oh won't you please take me back home
To the valleys and hills of my home
Like the comforting bliss of a mother's soft kiss
To the place that I miss when I roam
Won't you please take me back home
Won't you please take me back home