(Jack Clement - Allen Reynolds)      Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more.   Well, I've been from Boston to LA   seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay   I been to New York City and Washington   Montreal and Saskatchewan. (and Rhode Island.)      And I've worked in three   All night service stations and 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.      --- Instrumental ---      Well,I've slept all night in a water trough   Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin' cough   I 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   Tat I've cut my fingers on a sardine can.      Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more.   Well, I've been from Boston to LA   seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay   I been to New York City and Washington   Montreal and Saskatchewan. (and Rhode Island.)      --- Instrumental ---      Well, I can just see 'em all gatherin' round   Mama's supper table as the sun goes down   And my dear old daddy when the blessing is said   Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas (and side meat)   And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's   Hot buttered cornbread.      Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more.   Well, I've been from Boston to LA   seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay   I been to New York City and Washington   Montreal and Saskatchewan. (and Rhode Island.)      Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more.   Well, I've been from Boston to LA   seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay   I been to New York City and Washington   Montreal and Saskatchewan. (and Rhode Island.)...