I Was Young When I Left Home

I was young when I left home

But I been out a-rambling around

And I never wrote a letter to my home

To my home, Lord, to my home

And I never wrote a letter to my home

It was just the other day

I was bringing home my pay

When I met an old friend I used to know

Said your mother's dead and gone

Sister's all gone wrong

And your daddy needs you home right away

Not a shirt on my back

Not a penny on my name

Well, I can't go home thisaway

Thisaway, Lord, Lord, Lord

And I can't go home thisaway