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Church bell ringin' on a Sunday afternoon,
Bluebird singin' songs of love in early June;
Take me back home.... Take me back home.
Parked 'neath the moonlight on the hood of my old car,
Listenin' to the radio, starin' up at the stars;
Take me back home.... Take me back home.
Friends gathered 'round a campfire on the twenty-fourth of May,
Cold beer on the front deck of that cabin on Meagal Lake;
Take me back home.... Take me back home.
Felt like kids again when the circus came to town,
Held hands on the Tilt-A-Whirl, while the Ferris wheel turned 'round;
Take me back home.... Take me back home.
Lookin' back on my younger days,
All I wanted was to run away,
Leave those dirty streets behind;
Ain't it funny what time can bring,
'Cause I'd give just about anything
To walk 'em one more time.
Local rock 'n' roll bands, concerts in the park,
Lettin' loose on Friday, crawlin' home after dark;
Take me back home.... Take me back home.
Didn't have much, but we thought we had it made,
Shared our hopes and dreams, and swore they'd never fade;
Take me back home.... Take me back home.
Lookin' back on my younger days,
All I wanted was to run away,
Leave those dirty streets behind;
Ain't it funny what time can bring,
'Cause I'd give just about anything
To walk 'em one more time.
Church bell ringin' on a Sunday afternoon,
Bluebird singin' songs of love in early June;
Take me back home.... Take me back home....
Take me back home....
Take me back home....
The YouTube video above features the premiere performance of this song by the author Ed Mulrooney.
