Well, I've been from Boston to L.A.   Seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay   I seen New York City and Washington      Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island   And I've worked in three all night   Service stations and I drove a truck      Take me home, my heart is heavy and my feet are sore   Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more      Well, I slept all night in a water trough   Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin' cough   Had the mumps and the measles and the seven years itch      And I can't count the times   That I've had a cold and a sore throat   Not to mention all the times   That I cut my fingers on a sardine can      Take me home, my heart is heavy      Well, I can just see 'em all now just a gatherin' 'round   Mama's supper table when the sun goes down   And my good old pappy when the blessing is said      Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas   And all that stuff and side meat   And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's   Hot buttered cornbread      Take me home, my heart is heavy   Take me home, my heart is heavy