So far away from my home, sweet home 
Day by day, from land to land I roam. 
Though told by the wind, which way to go. 
Oh how I long for my home, sweet home.
Fragrant blossoms, blooming far away 
Do my folks see them as I did long ago? 
Are they still joyful, are they young at heart? 
Will I see them again as I did that day...
How far I've come from my childhood home... 
There will come a time when my troubles are gone 
And when I shall not be all alone. 
Till then, I dream of my home, sweet home.