Chorus   Take me back to the place where I first saw the light   To my sweet sunny south, take me home   Where the mocking birds sing me to sleep every night   Oh why was I tempted to roam   The path to our cottage they say has grown green   And the place is quite lonely around   I know that the smiles and the forms that I've seen   Now lie in the dark mossy ground   Chorus   Take me back to the place where the orange trees grow   To my plot in the evergreen shade   Where the flowers from the river green margin did grow   And spread their sweet scene through the glade   Chorus