Come on in, sit right down, make yourself at home      If I had one wish, I wish I could go back to my old neighborhood   For the good folks, they all loved you as their own, then I'd go   Over to my neighbor's house, knock on the door and they'd all sing out   Come on in, sit right down and make yourself at home      I sing their praises long and loud 'cause they're all my friends   And I'm mighty proud of the little old town back home where I was born   I wish that I could hear them say in the good old fashioned friendly way   Come on in, sit right down and make yourself at home      Well, they don't lock their doors at night cause they all know   They're a doing right and the good Lord's bound to have them for His own   If I'd go back to hear them, pray in the little fine church, they all would say   Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home      When I was a child of only three, I said my prayers at my mother's knee   And I knew right then from God, I'd never roam when I get the summons   On the judgement day, I hope that I hear my Saviour say   Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home      Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home