Melody - Henry Rowley Bishop, 1823
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!
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!