Oh, my soul Craves to go home To Long Island shores again Take me back to old north walk To breathe in the harbor wind I'll be leaving Tennessee on the first plane Sunday gone to my family reunion There my father preached at the church On the corner of Old Nickels Road He raised four children in a green house We are all well and now we're all grown I'll be leaving tennessee on the first plane Sunday gone to my family reunion There my mother, Sharon, lies deep in the earth of the Long Island shores I will visit her grave and plant yellow roses at her stone I'll be leaving Tennessee on the first plane Sunday gone to my family reunion I'll be leaving Gone to my family reunion Oh, my soul craves to go home