Home, Sweet Home

Words & Music:

John H. Payne & Henry R. Bishop

 

There is a very easy instrumental arrangement of this in the January 2007 issue of Acoustic Guitar.

 

     C    F        C       G7            C

'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,

      C F     C               G  G7         C

Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.

A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,

Which seek thro' the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.

 

CHORUS:

F     G7           C                   G7            C

Home, home, sweet, sweet home, there's no place like home.

F     G7           C                   G7            C

Home, home, sweet, sweet home, there's no place like home.

 

I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild,

And feel that my mother now thinks of her child;

As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door,

Thro' the woodbine whose fragrance shall cheer me no more.

 

CHORUS:

 

An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain.

Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again;

The birds singing gaily, that came at my call:

Give me them and that peace of mind, dearer than all.

 

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