I'm feeling sad (yeah) I'm feeling sad (yeah) I'm feeling sad (yeah) I'm feeling sad (yeah) I'm feeling sad (yeah)
Sitting in a hotel room A thousand miles away from nowhere Sloped over a chair as I stare Out the window I sigh as I'm thinking I take a sip of the juice I been drinking I'm trapped inside of me Lost in the memory Of how things used to be I think somebody better call a doctor quick Oh never mind I'm just a little homesick Thinking of my mum and my dad And when I was young good damn I was a bad boy I remember playing catch a girl, kiss a girl Like a sucker getting slapped every time I pucker But I kept on chasin Kept on running kept coming like Jason Much nostalgia keeps bouncing through
-chorus- There's no place like home (yeah) I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home
Yo there ain't no place like home And I'm itching for the hood when I cross the states I roam On tour getting the crowds going wild and Stacking the honeys in a pile and putting em on file XL a paragon on the scene Fancy hotels and getting chauffeured in a limousine Travel the world and yet my heart is achin I be Yearning and burning for my mums eggs and bacon Yo, there ain't no place like home, place like home Ain't no place like home Uh, I feel like Dorothy so I tries it Kicks my heels but my Jordans wouldn't 'ize it So back to reality Back to Philly, get back to my family It's fun to see strange places But sometimes I wanna see familiar faces Like charlie mack, bam, nut and wood Names kinda funny but as friends go real good Ain't no place like home for true And that's why
There's no place like home (yeah) I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home
Sitting in an airport my mouth watering It's thanks giving day I'm just putting my order in I call my mum on the phone kind a demanding Don't stop cooking mum at seven I'm landing She just laughed and said I don't intend to My grandma picked up and then she ran the menu There was turkey and stuffed corn and macaroni and cheese And sweet potato pies ooh grandma please On the plane now my mind drifting Thinking of the way it used to be on Christmas My mum used to put us to bed about nine Saying it's, "o f t baby, ol' folks time" That'd be down stairs laughing and jamming But then (boo) raise ya seats back for landing I walked in the house I felt the love And my grandma saw me and screamed Now here come all the hugging I got such a feeling of emotion and love Because can't nobody can hug you the way your grandma does Give me a shovel and put some feed on my plate My father said grace right before we all ate And after he was finished I put a p.s. on I said yo, "there ain't no place like home And I thank God to be here with all of you" Cause I was feeling
Feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home
On behalf of DJ Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince We'd like to take this opportunity to wish y'all a (There's no place like home) Happy Thanksgiving and a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year And all that sumthin sumthin (There's no place like home) But we'd also like to encourage you To take this opportunity to pause (There's no place like home) Just take a minute and stop and look around at your family And thank God for them (There's no place like home) Because they not always be here with you Peace
There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home
Compositores: Willard C Smith, Xavier e Hargrove (Spearhead X), Richard A Mitchell (Mitchell Richard Alan) ECAD: Obra #589542