So far away from my home, sweet home Day by day, from land to land I roam. Though told by the wind, which way to go. Oh how I long for my home, sweet home.
Fragrant blossoms, blooming far away Do my folks see them as I did long ago? Are they still joyful, are they young at heart? Will I see them again as I did that day...
How far I've come from my childhood home... There will come a time when my troubles are gone And when I shall not be all alone. Till then, I dream of my home, sweet home.