When you’re tired of all the wandering
and the money that you spend
When the folks you see are strangers
and you’d like to see a friend
Then it’s time that you were thinking
That the journey soon must end
It’s time for you to be going home.
Going home, going home
It’s time for you to be going home.
When you’re off in some far country
and the weather’s turning cold
When the frost upon your window shows
that winter is on hold
And the clothes that you are wearing
are wrapped around fourfold
It’s time for you to be going home.
Going home, going home
It’s time for you to be going home.
When you know you’ve got the fever
to go back home again
There’s no place in the wide world
that won’t meet with disdain
So hitch up all the horses
and head for your domain
It’s time for you to be going home
GOING HOME
By: Frederick Laird
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