(Irving Berlin and Harry Akst) [1st verse:] I've been known to be a rolling stone for many years Now alone, I sit around and moan when night appears Thoughts of my home fill me with regrettable tears Ev'ry year Oh! how I long to hear a bit of news Friends appear to offer words of cheer but I refuse Pack up my trunk 'cause I've got those home again blues I'm going [Refrain:] Home, knock at the door Home, just like before Roam, never no more No place like Home Oh! what a song Home, where I belong Oh! I've got those home again blues [2nd verse:] I can't wait until I reach that gate and home I see Sure as fate I know they're gonna wait to welcome me I want to state that that's the end of my mis'ry If I knew I'd ever feel so blue I'd never roam But it's true we learn a thing or two away from home I'm telling you I've ceased to be a rolling stone I'm going [Patter:] When I left home I didn't have a cent I wasn't broke but I was badly bent I didn't have a single dime to count And now I'm going home with the same amount My letters read that daddy's doing fine And that my brother's working overtime With all that money rolling in the shack Ain't nobody living can hold me back Feet, just you hear my pray'r Don't you weaken till you do your share I've gotta heartache I wanna partake Of all the joys that's waiting there I'm going