Oh the whippoorwill roosts on the telephone pole
And the Georgia sun goes down
Well it's been a long time
But I'm glad to say I'm
Goin' back down to my home town
Goin' down to the Greyhound station
Gonna buy me a one way fare
Good lord willin' and the creek don't rise
By tomorrow I'll be right there
Don't it make you want to go home now
Don't it make you want to go home
All God's children get weary when they roam
Don't it make you want to go home
But there's a six-lane highway down by the creek
Where I went skinny dippin' as a child
And a drive-in show where the meadow used to grow
And strawberries used to grow wild
There's a drag strip down by the riverside
Where my grandma's cow used to graze
Now the grass don't grow and the river don't flow
Like it did in my childhood days
Don't it make you want to go home now
Don't it make you want to go home
All God's children get weary when they roam
Don't it make you want to go home
Don't it make you want to go home
Don't it make you want to go home now
Don't it make you want to go home
All God's children get weary when they roam
Don't it make you want to go home
Don't it make you want to go home
