(THERE'S A LITTLE LANE WITHOUT A TURNING) ON THE WAY TO HOME SWEET HOME
(Sam. M. Lewis / George W. Meyer,   1915)


I wonder if they miss me nowadays 
I wonder if they would forgive my ways 
I'd love to kiss somebody I adore 
I'd give a lot to see them all once more, 
I haven't treated them just as I should 
I'd go home tomorrow if I could.

When every friend you've had has turned you down,
When every smile has turned into a frown, 
When every finger points at you in shame 
Somebody home says you are not to blame, 
I sometimes hear somebody teaching me 
My first lesson in geography

There's a little lane without a turning, 
On the way to home sweet home 
There's a little mother always yearning,
For the ones that long to roam 
There's a road that leads to strangers 
That's where friendship parts, 
Another leads to dangers, 
And it's paved with broken hearts 
Take the little lane without a turning, 
On the way to home sweet home.