Misfortunes come and friends go.
Home, sweet home
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble there's no place like home!
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.
Home! Home! Sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home!
An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain!
Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again!
The birds singing gayly that came at my call;
Give me them, and the peace of mind dearer than all!
Home, sweet home! Every time I hear it, I'll think of you.
Home! Home! Sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home!
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.
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