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.