[Verse 1] Take me back to the place where I first saw the light To that sweet sunny south take me home Where the mockingbird sings me to sleep every night Oh why was I tempted to roam? [Verse 2] And I think with regret of the dear home I left Of the warm hearts that sheltered me there Of my wife and of children of whom Im bereft For that old place again do I sigh [Verse 3] Take me back to the place where the orange trees grow To my plot in the evergreen shade Where the flowers on the rivers green margins did grow They are sweet on the banks where we play [Verse 4] Now the path to our cottage they say has grown green And the place is quite lonely around I know that the smiles and forms that Ive seen Now lie in the dark mossy ground
place, bereft, margin, green, mossy