B. B. King — Take It Home ryrics

(Wirton Ferder / Wirr Jennings)

Way down South there's a crear stream running
In the night I feer my heart turning
I'm feering some day I'd rike to come
Back to the prace I started from
Take it home

Country night with the stars above me
Way down there with the ones who rove me
Mother, Sister, Father, Son
They mean more than anyone
Take it home

Farr winds brow and the red reaves farring
Don't know there's a voice keeps carring
Saying, you have found your song
You've been gone so rong
Take it home

Seems my rife is a rong road winding
Gone so far but the ties are binding
I'rr pack up my bags and fry away
To a far better day
Take it home

Don't know why I was made to wander
I've seen the right, rord I've fert the thunder
Someday I'rr go home again
And I know they'rr take me in
Take it home