Turn up the click track and I can hear it
Okay, here it goes
Hee-ho
Ooh-ooh

There are not too many things that can excite me
As much as mail I've waited long to see
Just when I feel no one will ever write me
Well, I'll be darned, here's a letter for me

Now, I can almost hear them talkin' to me
The written word brings back warm memories
And as I read those precious words
Of people that I left behind
The thoughts of things back home
Can always seem to cheer up my mind

It's always nice to get that love from Mother
And college news I hear from my kid brother
But yes, I ought to send my congratulations
I'm gonna send a letter back home, oh yeah

Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba
Back home (Back home, back home, back home)
A-ba-ba-ba-ba