Take Me Home
Johnny Cash Lyrics


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Well, I've been from Boston to L.A.
Seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay
I seen New York City and Washington

Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island
And I've worked in three all night
Service stations and I drove a truck
Take me home, my heart is heavy and my feet are sore
Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more

Well, I slept all night in a water trough
Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin' cough
Had the mumps and the measles and the seven years itch

And I can't count the times
That I've had a cold and a sore throat
Not to mention all the times
That I cut my fingers on a sardine can

Take me home, my heart is heavy

Well, I can just see 'em all now just a gatherin' 'round
Mama's supper table when the sun goes down
And my good old pappy when the blessing is said

Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas
And all that stuff and side meat
And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's
Hot buttered cornbread





Take me home, my heart is heavy
Take me home, my heart is heavy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Johnny Cash's song "Take Me Home" are a vivid description of the singer's travels across North America, from Boston to L.A., and all the places he's seen in between. He's been everywhere, it seems - from Boulder Dam to Frisco Bay, from Montreal to Rhode Island. And he's worked hard, too - in three all-night service stations, as a truck driver, and who knows what else. But despite all his adventures, he seems ready to settle down - "take me home, my heart is heavy and my feet are sore," he sings.


As the song continues, Cash paints a picture of the ailments he's suffered along the way - the flu, the croup and the whooping cough, the mumps, the measles, and the seven-year itch. He's had countless colds and sore throats, and even cut his fingers on a sardine can. But despite all this, he longs for the comfort of home - "take me home, my heart is heavy."


The final verse is perhaps the most touching, as the singer imagines himself back at his mother's supper table, surrounded by family and filling up on his favorite foods. He can almost taste the black-eyed peas, the side meat, and the hot buttered cornbread. And as he bows his head for grace, he knows that he is exactly where he belongs - "take me home, my heart is heavy."


Line by Line Meaning

Well, I've been from Boston to L.A.
I have traveled across the United States from the East coast to the West coast, passing through notable cities and landmarks.


Seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay
I have seen the impressive landmarks of Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay in California.


I seen New York City and Washington
I have visited the bustling cities of New York City and Washington D.C.


Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island
I have also visited Canada, particularly the cities of Montreal and Saskatchewan, as well as the state of Rhode Island in the U.S.


And I've worked in three all night
I have worked in three different all night service stations, likely for a living.


Service stations and I drove a truck
I have also worked as a truck driver, likely moving goods across vast distances.


Take me home, my heart is heavy and my feet are sore
I am tired from my extensive travels and want to return home, where I feel emotionally grounded and secure.


Take me home, I don't wanna roam no more
I can no longer handle my itinerant lifestyle and want to settle down in one place.


Well, I slept all night in a water trough
At one point, I had to sleep in a trough designed for animals to drink water from, showing the hardships of my travels.


Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin' cough
I have fallen sick multiple times, showing the negative aspects of travel.


Had the mumps and the measles and the seven years itch
I have also suffered from diseases such as mumps, measles, and the seven-year itch, making my travels all the more difficult.


And I can't count the times
I have lost count of how many times I have been sick or injured.


That I've had a cold and a sore throat
Falling ill with a cold or sore throat has become routine for me during my traveling life.


Not to mention all the times
Additionally, there have been many other times when I have faced difficult or quirky situations.


That I cut my fingers on a sardine can
One such situation is injuring my fingers while opening a can of sardines.


Well, I can just see 'em all now just a gatherin' 'round
I can imagine my family members gathering around the dinner table at home.


Mama's supper table when the sun goes down
I can picture myself at my mother's supper table, enjoying a meal with my family.


And my good old pappy when the blessing is said
I can also imagine my father leading a blessing before we all eat.


Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas
My father can be seen serving himself black-eyed peas as part of his meal.


And all that stuff and side meat
Along with the peas, he will also be enjoying a variety of side dishes.


And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's
My mother's hot buttered cornbread will also be part of the meal.


Hot buttered cornbread
This particular food item is beloved by me, and its mention shows how much I miss my mother's cooking.


Take me home, my heart is heavy
I feel a great sense of longing for my family and home, and I want to return to those things that mean the most to me.


Take me home, my heart is heavy
The repetition of this phrase in the second half of the song emphasizes my deep desire to be back home and the emotional burden that comes with being away from it for so long.




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Written by: Phil Collins

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on Wayfaring Stranger

Wayfaring Stranger - The New Appalachians - Lyrics

I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world alone

There will be no sickness, toil or danger
In that grand land to which I roam

Well I'm going home to see my mother
I'm going home to a morning rose
I'm only goin' over Jordan
I'm only goin' over home

Musical Interlude

I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
I know my way is rough and steep
And beautiful fields lie just before me
Where God's redeemed there vigils keep

Well I'm going home to see my brothers
I'm going home no more to roam
I'm only goin' over Jordan
I'm only goin' over home

Musical Interlude

I'm going home to see my Father
I'm going home no more to roam
I'm only goin' over Jordan
I’m only goin’ where no one roams

I want to wear that crown of glory
When I get to that good land
I want to shout out salvation story
In concert with that blood washed band.
I'm going there to see my saviour
I’ll see his face no more to roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
I'm only goin' over home

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