"Home, Sweet Home" Music by H.R. Bishop Lyrics by John Howard Payne
'Mid 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 never met with elsewhere Home home sweet sweet home There's no place like 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 Through the woodbine whose fragrance Shall cheer me no more 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 Thatched cottage again The birds singing gaily That came at my call Give me them and that Peace of mind, dearer than all Home home sweet sweet home There's no place like home There's no place like home