Oh my soul craves to go home To long island shores again Take me back to old north pole To breathe in the harbor wind.
I'll be leaving Tennessee on the first plane Sunday gone to my family reunion
There my father preached at the church On the corner of Old Nickels Road He raised four children in a green house we are all well and now we are all grown
I'll be leaving Tennessee on the first plane Sunday gone to my family reunion
There my mother Sharron lies deep In the earth of the long island shores I will visit her grave And plant yellow roses at her stone
I'll be leaving Tennessee on the first plane Sunday gone to my family reunion
