Mid pleasures and palaces though I may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home;
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, sought through the world, is not met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home,
There's no place like home!
An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain;
Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again!
The birds singing gayly, that come at my call
Give me the peace of mind, dearer than all!
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home,
There's no place like home!
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