The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say good-bye 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 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 singers, “There's a song my mama sang Could I hear it once before you move along?” “Won't you... Sing me back home, a song I used to hear? Make my old memories come alive Please take me away and turn back the years Sing me back home before I die”