Goin' Back South

Now the last thing I remember
I was ridin' a V8 car
Leaned out the window
To grab me a breath of air
I heard a screech o' tyre
And there shined a bright light
Next thing, I was 'way in Heaven
Dressed all in white
I don’t know why
But here I am
They told me
I’m a do-right man
And said, «Go forth and live, like a Latter-Day.»
But I don’t belong here
An' Lord know, I can’t stay
I’m goin' back South
I’m goin' back South
I’m goin' back South
Goin' back to my home
Lord I got lots unfinished business
Back home waitin' for me
Got a wife, an four little children
Mourn for my company
So what’s it all about
You shuttin' me 'way like that?
Can’t you see I got place I got to be
An' please, send me back
I ain' never 'on be
Fit for no starry crown
All of my yesterday’s plans
Is laid on that ol' borrowed ground
But if you’s seein' fit anyway
Make up my dyin' bed
Give me six cold feet of earth an' clay
To rest this lonesome head
I’m goin' back South
I’m goin' back South
I’m goin' back South
Goin' back to my home