"Home, Sweet Home"
Music by H.R. Bishop
Lyrics by John Howard Payne

'Mid pleasures and palaces
Though we may roam
Be it ever so humble
There's no place like home
charm from the skies
Seems to hallow us there
Which seek through the world
Is never met with elsewhere
Home home sweet sweet home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
I gaze on the moon
As I tread the drear wild
And feel that my mother
Now thinks of her child
As she looks on that moon
From our own cottage door
Through the woodbine whose fragrance
Shall cheer me no more
Home home sweet sweet home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
An exile from home,
Splendour dazzles in vain
Oh, give me my lowly
Thatched cottage again
The birds singing gaily
That came at my call
Give me them and that
Peace of mind, dearer than all
Home home sweet sweet home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home