When the shades of night are falling
Tennessee, I hear you calling;
My thoughts just roam
Back to home, sweet home.
Every day my heart grows fonder,
Of the folks I left down yonder;
I wonder when I'll be there again.
I wanna be in Tennessee in my Dixie paradise,
An angel's voice I hear,
I mean my mammy, dear.
I'd give my soul if I could stroll down among those hills again;
For all the world would not be dreary then.
I'd love to go to sleep and know, that tomorrow I'd arise,
Beneath those Southern skies,
Where song birds harmonize.
Lawdy hear my plea,
Make me what I wanna be;
A rolling stone just rolling home to my sunny Tennessee.
Every dream and every vision,
Simply strengthens my decision;
To go back home
Never more to roam.
When I hear the 'Swanee River'
My poor heart begins to quiver;
It's then I miss Mammy's goodnight kiss.