I'm dreaming tonight I'm leaving back home Right! Yes! Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down across the bridge to my sweet Sassafrasie Can't stand up on my feet in the city Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty Yes I know sir don't come close to my home Sweet home can't catch no doze In my hotel room fancy hot smell If he makes a fuss I'mma chase I'mma get in his ear With a face and a beard Home sweet home Get out in the field put the mule in the stable My sheets are cookin' put the oats on the table Heads in the city and my love is in the meadow Hands on the plow and my feet is in the ghetto Stand up sit down don't do nothin' It ain't no good when boss man's talkin' it down I trust my paper notes and them baby's cry While I sit here to lie at the beach When you're rockin' the streets Home sweet home Get out in the field put the mule in the stable My sheets are cookin' put the oats on the table Heads in the city and my love is in the meadow Hands on the plow and my feet is in the ghetto Stand up sit down don't do nothin' It ain't no good when boss man's talkin' it down I trust my paper notes and them baby's cry While I sit here to lie at the beach Mama take them home I was the last touch of Justin funkin' As assemblies I was the last touch of Justin funkin' assemblages I was the last touch of Justin funkin' assemblages I was the last touch of Justin funkin' assemblages I was the last touch of Justin funkin' assemblages