Detroit Citry
Nystogs
I [E]want to go home[E7], I want to go [A]home
[E]Oh, how I [B7]want to go [E]home
[E]Last night I went to [B7]sleep in Detroit [E]city
And I [B7]dreamed about those cotton fields and [E]home[E7]
I [A]dreamed about my mother,
dear old [E]papa, sister and brother,
And I [F#]dreamed about that girl,
whose been [B7]waitin' for so long
I [E]want to go home[E7], I want to go [A]home
[E]Oh, how I [B7]want to go [E]home
Home [E]folks think I'm [B7]big in Detroit [E]city
From the [B7]letters that I write they think I'm [E]fine[E7]
But by [A]day I make the cars,
by [E]night I make the bars
If [F#]only they could read between the [B7]lines
I rode a freight train north to Detroit city
After all these years I've been wasting my time
I'll take my foolish pride,
on a southbound freight and ride
Go on back to the ones,
I've left waitin' so far behind
I [E]want to go home[E7], I want to go [A]home
[E]Oh, how I [B7]want to go [E]home
denne e jo Bobby Bare sin låt.
Bobby Bare - Chords.