I'm Going Home

When I was a boy, I had a mind of my own

Told my folks I was leaving home

Mama, papa told me, "Son, you better not go"

Packed my things and I started to roam

I'm going home

I'm going home, yeah

I'm going home

As you can see, I didn't do so good

Not half as well as I thought I could

The big cities all treat me bad

I've gone back to my mom and dad

I'm going home

I'm going home, yeah

I'm going home, oh, home

This roaming life has done me wrong

I haven't eaten right for, oh, so long

Been living a life of hate and pain

Gonna jump on board of next rail train

I'm going home

I'm going home, yeah

I'm going home

I'm going home to mom and dad

Yeah, I'm going home, oh, take me back

Yeah, I'm going home

Oh home, home, I'm going home

Yeah, I'm going home