Calling Me Home(with Francesco Turrisi)

Calling Me Home(with Francesco Turrisi) - Rhiannon Giddens/Francesco Turrisi

Lyrics by：Alice Gerrard

An old friend lay on his dying bed

Held my hand to his bony breast

And he whispered low as I bent my head

"Oh they're calling me home

They're calling me home"

My time has come to sail away

I know you'd love for me to stay

But I miss my friends of yesterday

Oh they're calling me home

They're calling me home

I know you'll remember me when I'm gone

Remember my stories remember my songs

I'll leave them on Earth sweet traces of gold

Oh they're calling me home

They're calling me home

So friends gather 'round and bid me goodbye

My body's bound but my soul will fly

My little light shinin' from the sky

Oh they're calling me home

They're calling me home

My time has come to sail away

I know you'd love for me to stay

But I miss my friends of yesterday

Oh they're calling me home

They're calling me home