Come on
in and sit right
down and make yourself at home
If I had one wish,
I wish I could go back to my old neighborhood
Where the good folks,
they all love you as their own
Then I'd go over to my neighbor's house,
knock on the door and they'd all sing out
Come on in and sit right down and
make yourself at home
I'd sing their praises long and loud
Cause they're all my folks
And I'm mighty proud of
the little old town
Back home where I was born
I wish that I could hear them say
In the good old -fashioned friendly way
Come on in and sit right down and make yourself
at home
Well, they don't lock their doors at night
Cause they all know they're
doin' right
And the good
Lord's bound to have them for
His own
If I'd go back to hear them pray
In the little pine church, they all would say
Come on in and sit right down and
make yourself at home
When I was a child of only three I said my
prayers at my mother's knee
And I knew right then from
God I'd never roam
When I get my summons on the judgment
day I hope I can hear my
Savior say
Come on in and sit right down and
make yourself at home
Now come on in and sit right
down and make yourself at home