Come on in and sit right down
and make yourself at home
If I had one wish I wish I could
Go back to my old neighborhood
they all love you as their own
Come on in and sit right down
and make yourself at home
I sing their praises long and loud
I'm mighty proud of the little old town
back home where I was born
I wish that I could hear them say
in a good old patient friendly way
Come on in and sit right down
and make yourself at home
Now they don't lock their doors at night,
as they all know they're a -doin' right,
and the good Lord's bound to
If I'd go back to hear them pray
in the little pine church,
Come on in and sit right down
and make yourself at home.
When I was a child of only three
I said my prayers at my mother's knee
And I knew right then and there
I hope I can hear my savior say
Come on in and sit right down
and make yourself at home
Well, come on in and sit right down
and make yourself at home