'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roamnBe it ever so humble, there's no place like homenA charm from the skies seems to hallow us therenWhich seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewherennHome, sweet home, there's no place like homenHome, sweet home, there's no place like homennI gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wildnAnd feel that my mother now thinks of her childnAs she looks on that moon from our own cottage doornThrough the woodbine whose fragrance will cheer me no morennHome, sweet home, there's no place like homenHome, sweet home, there's no place like homennAn exile from home, splendor dazzles in vainnOh give me my lowly-thatched cottage againnThe birds singing gaily that came at my callnGive me them and that peace of mind, dearer than allnnHome, sweet home, there's no place like homenHome, sweet home, there's no place like homennHome, sweet home, there's no place like homenBe it ever so humble, there's no place like home