The time has come br And I'm on my way, br To see where I first br Saw the light of day; br And sit in the shade br Of the old oak tree, br Or cherish the spot br Where it used to be. It's a long way, br But I'm going back, br To where I was born br In a country shack; br And if the old shanty br Has fallen apart, br God help me to live br With a broken heart.