THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME
Barron / Feist

as recorded by
Les Paul & Mary Ford


I got a little wife, she's the joy of my life,
There's no place like home!
I got a little house that I call my own,
There's no place like home!

I come home at night from a hard day's work,
Meet six, seven kids with a face full o' dirt,
And they all go to sleep on the bosom of  my shirt,
There's no place like home!

(now?)
(not now!)

Home, sweet sweet home,
There's no place like home!

When the relatives come to visit you,
There's no place like home!
They'll bring their trunks and stick like glue,
There's no place like home!

They'll take all the very best beds you got,
And you can sleep out in a broken old cot,
(everybody breathe!)
With a brother in law who's about half shot,
There's no place like home!

(now?)
(not yet!)

When the baby cries out in the middle of the night,
There's no place like home!
You search for medicine without any light,
There's no place like home!

You jump out o' bed on an upturned tack
And fly down the stairs in the middle of your back,
And your wife hollers out, "Oh hurry up Jack!",
There's no place like home!

Home, sweet sweet home,
There's no place like home!
With your wife's cold feet in the middle of your back,
(get ready!)
There's no place like home!
(that's it, that's it!)




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - April 2020)