This is a beautiful song about a person's longing to be with their loved one that they haven't seen in years.
LYRICS:
Well, there’s a place called home / which I long for every night.
Well, I’m locked in this lonely jail house / and I pray that I come home.
Yes I pray for my Suzanne / well, every night that I pray I’ll come home now.
Suzanne it’s been a long time / been a long time I’ve seen your face.
Well, Suzanne it’s been a long time / been a long time I’ve kissed your lips.
Well, tell me that you love me / well, pretty Suzanne at the station
Riding on the train now / from Matawan to Newark, New Jersey.
Lord, lord, lord, lord, feels good to be home now.
Suzanne at the station / waiting to greet me home.
Lord, lord, lord, lord, feels good to be home, now.
Well, there’s a place called home / which I long for every night.
Well, I’m locked in this lonely jail house, and I pray that I come, now.
Well, I pray for my Suzanne / well, every night that I pray I’ll come home.
