Dm G E E7 E7 F7 F#7 E7
I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home, right, yeah, yeah
E7 E7
Take me back to a south Tallahassee, down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
E7 E7
Can't stand up on my feet in the city, gotta get back to the real nitty gritty
B B
Yes sir, no sir, don't come close to my home sweet home can't catch no dose of my
B B
Hot tail poon tang sweetheart sweathog ready to make a silk purse from a J Paul Getty and
E7 D A E7
His ear, with her face in her beer, home sweet home
E7 E7
Get out in the field, put the mule in the stable, ma she's a cookin', put the eats on the table
E7 E7
Hate's in the city, and my love's in the meadow, hands on the plow, and my feets in the ghetto
B B
Stand up, sit down, don't do nothing, it ain't no good when boss man's stuffin'
B B E7
Down their throats for paper notes, and their babies cry while cities lie at their feet
D A E7
When you're rockin' the street, home sweet home
Solo: E7 D A E7 D A E7
E7
Mama, take me home sweet home, I was the last child, I'm just a punk in the street
E7
I was the last child, I'm just a punk in the street (repeat)