The Riverside song book/Home Sweet Home


John Howard Payne. Sicilian Air.


Mid pleas - ures and pal - a - 'ces though we may roam,


Be it ev - er so hum - ble, there's no place (Omit. . .)

An ex - ile from home, splendor daz - zles in vain:


Oh! give me my low - ky thatch'd cot - tage (Omit. . .)

A charm from the skies seems to

like home; "Which, seek thro' the world, is ne'er

The birds sing - ing gai - ly, that

a - gain; Give me these, with the peace of mind

hal - low us there, Omit. . Home, home,—sweet, sweet home! There's

met with (Omit. .) else-where;

came at ray call—

dear - er (Omit . .) than all.

no place like home. There's no place like home.

3 How sweet 't is to sit 'neath a fond father's smile,
And the cares of a mother to soothe and beguile.
Let others delight 'mid new pleasures to roam.
But give me, oh I give me the pleasures of home! Refrain.

4 To thee I'll return, overburdened with care.
The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there.
No more from that cottage again will I roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home. Refrain.

This work was published before January 1, 1926, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.