Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City,
And I dreamed about the cotton fields and home.
I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sister and brother,
And I dreamed about the girl who's been waiting for so long.
I wanna go home, I wanna go home,
Oh, how I wanna go home.
Home folks think I'm big in Detroit City,
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine.
But by day I make the cars, by night I make the bars,
If only they could read between the lines.
'Cause you know I rode a freight train north to Detroit City,
And after all these years I find I've just been wasting my time.
So I'll just take my foolish pride and put it on the Southbound freight and ride
And go back to the loved ones, the ones I left waiting so far behind.
Autor(es): Danny Dill, Mel Tillis