Detroit City

DETROIT CITY by Bobby Bare

Last night I went to sleep in Detroit city

And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home

I dreamed about my mamma

Dear old papa sister and brother

Dreamed about that girl who has been waiting for so long

I want to go home

I want to go home

Oh Lord,I want to go home

Some folks think I'm big in Detroit city

From the letters that I write,they think I'm fine

But by day I make the cars

By night I make the bars

If only they could read between the lines

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