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Detroit City

I wanna go home, I wanna go home
Oh Lord I wanna go home

Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City
And I dreamed about them cotton fields of home
And I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother
And I dreamed about the girl who's been waitin' for so long

I wanna go home I wanna go home
Oh, Lord I wanna go home

The 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 by night I make the bars
If only they could read between the lines

Geschwätz

I wanna go home I wanna go home ...
I wanna go home I wanna go home ...
I wanna go home I wanna go home ...

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