I'll cast my seed at the river's edge
And set a light on the window ledge
For those of us the lonesome highways roam,
When I build my home,
When I build my own sweet home.

I'll have children grow where their eyes can see
The light of peace, where dreams can breathe,
To fill with love the house. of their own,
When I build my home,
When I build my own sweet home.

Let the sun shine down and raise a golden grain
Tall and strong to the wind and rain
That tumbles walls and fences made of stone --
When I build my home,
When I build my own sweet home.