i sit here thinking while the sun is sinking low o er the mountain and the dry dusty ground as the night is fallin i start recallin the nights in my own home town i see their faces in familiar places i hear the music that we played back then my heart rejoices as i hear the voices calling me home again home oh take me home home to the people i left behind home to the love i know i ll find oh take me home as the sky is burning my mind is turning to the cold winter evenings by my own fireside so far away now but any day now i ll sail on the morning tide home oh take me home home to the people i left behind home to the love i know i ll find oh take me home