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" 'Mid pleasures and palaces tho' we may roam,
be it ever so humble, there's no place like home."
John Howard Payne wrote the lyrics in 1823 but the melody is an old Italian folk song. Payne lived a meteoric life that even dear old Oggy can not match. He acted in NY and London and then went off on a complete tangent as a kind of pacific representative of the doomed and embattled Cherokee Indian of the Southeast, and if that wasn't odd enough, he then became the American Consul to Tunis, Tunisia...because that's what happens when you write good lyrics...you become an American ambassador in Africa.
A toast to a man who had more than one life to live.