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There's no place like home,oh,
there's no place like home!
How sweet 'tis to sit 'neath a fond
father's smile,
And the caress of a mother to
soothe and beguile!
Let others delight mid new
pleasures to roam,
But give me, oh, give me, the
pleasures of home,
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh,
there's no place like home!
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.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh,
there's no place like home! 完
JOHN HOWARD PAYNE
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