Home! Sweet Home! (Glasgow)/Home! Sweet Home!
For other versions of this work, see Home, Sweet Home (Payne).
HOME! SWEET HOME!
’Midst pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble there’s no place like home,
A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne’er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet sweet home;
There’s no place like home;
There’s no place like home.
Be it ever so humble there’s no place like home,
A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne’er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet sweet home;
There’s no place like home;
There’s no place like home.
An exile from home, splendour dazzles in vain;
Oh! give me my lowly thatch’d cottage again;
With the birds singing gaily, that came at my call;
Give me them, with my peace of mind, dearer than all.
Home, home, &c.
Oh! give me my lowly thatch’d cottage again;
With the birds singing gaily, that came at my call;
Give me them, with my peace of mind, dearer than all.
Home, home, &c.