Down Home

Down Home (LP版) - Ben E. King (班伊金)

Down home Oh, down home

There used to be rivers and trees

Fresh bread every single morning

And the sweet magnolia in the breeze

Oh, fishing lines and young dreams

Oh, I hear them calling to me

But there's no way to get down home

Cuz down home's just a memory

Oh...

Oh...

Wish I could leave this big town

City living ain't living to me

But there's no way to get down home

Cuz once you leave it

You can't retrieve it

Cause down home's just a memory

Emm...

Oh,