Come on in and sit right down
And make yourself at home
If I had one wish
I wish I could
Go back to my old neighborhood
Where the good folks
They all love you as their own
Then I'd go over
To my neighbor's house
Knock on the door
And they'd all sing out
Come on in and sit right down
And make yourself at home
I'd sing their praises
Long and loud
Cause they're all my folks
And I'm mighty proud
Of the little old town back home
Where I was born
I wish that I could hear them say
In the good old-fashioned
Friendly way
Come on in and sit right down
And make yourself at home
Well, they don't lock
Their doors at night
Cause they all know
They're a-doing right
And the good Lord's bound
To have them for his own
If I'd go back
To hear them pray
In the little pine church
They all would say
Come on in and sit right down
And make yourself at home
When I was a child
Of only three
I said my prayers
At my mother's knee
And I knew right then
From God I'd never roam
When I get my summons
On the Judgment Day
I hope I can hear my Savior say
Come on in and sit right down
And make yourself at home
Now, come on in and sit right down
And make yourself at home