Detroit City Testo
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Testo Detroit City
You know last night I went to sleep in Detroit city
And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sisters and brothers
And I dreamed about a love who's been waiting there so long
I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh how I want to go home
My kinfolks think I'm big in Detroit city
From all the letters that I write, they think I'm fine By day I make the cars
But, by night I make all the bars
Oh if only they's just read between the lines
They'd know I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh how I want to go home
You know I rode a freight train north to Detroit city
And after all these years I find I've been wasting my time
Think I'll put my foolish pride on a southbound train and ride
Heading back to the loved ones I left there waiting behind
I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh how I want to go home
My kinfolks think I'm big in Detroit city
From all the letters that I write, they think I'm fine
By day I make the cars
But, by night I make all the bars Oh if only they's just read between the lines
And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sisters and brothers
And I dreamed about a love who's been waiting there so long
I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh how I want to go home
My kinfolks think I'm big in Detroit city
From all the letters that I write, they think I'm fine By day I make the cars
But, by night I make all the bars
Oh if only they's just read between the lines
They'd know I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh how I want to go home
You know I rode a freight train north to Detroit city
And after all these years I find I've been wasting my time
Think I'll put my foolish pride on a southbound train and ride
Heading back to the loved ones I left there waiting behind
I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh how I want to go home
My kinfolks think I'm big in Detroit city
From all the letters that I write, they think I'm fine
By day I make the cars
But, by night I make all the bars Oh if only they's just read between the lines
Jones, Gavin Ragnar / Ottoh, Tebey / Kohn, Benjamin Alexander / Barnes, Thomas Andrew / Kelleher, Peter Norman
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
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Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
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