Home, Sweet Home

HOME, SWEET HOME

by: John Howard Payne (1791-1852)

'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,

Be it ever so humble there's no place like home!

A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,

Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.

Home! Home! Sweet, sweet home!

There's no place like home!

There's no place like home!

An exile from home splendor dazzles in vain;

Oh, give me my lowly thatch'd cottage again!

The birds singing gaily that came at my call;

Give me them with the peace of mind clearer than all.

Home! Home! Sweet, sweet home!

There's no place like home!

There's no place like home!

What is it about your home that draws your heart in and holds it there so lovingly that nothing and no one can pull you away for too long?