Goin' Home

Yeah
Well I got a lot of friends on the West Coast
A lot of good memories
Well I want you to know that I won't forget
Everything you've done for me

But it's been too long
Just too long
T-t-t-t-t-too long
I'm going home

New York, Detroit, Chicago
You are really something else
You treated me just like kinfolks y'all
I swear I can't help myself

But it's been too long
Way too long
T-t-t-t-t-too long
I'm going home

I'm gonna write a letter
Gonna send a telegram
Gonna tell everybody that's wondering boy
He's packing his bags right now
And I'm going home

There'll be picking and there'll be singing
When I get home
Well my heart has done got heavy
Gonna load it up in my old Chevy
And I'm going home

Take me there now

I need a night or two on the back porch
Just drifting among the stars
To try to free my mind for a little while
Of the honky tonks and bars

And it's been too long
Way too long
T-t-t-t-t-too long
I'm going home

I'm gonna write a letter
I'm gonna send a telegram
Gonna tell everybody that's wondering boy
He's packing his bags right now
And I'm going home

There'll be picking and there'll be singing
When I get home
Well my heart has done got heavy
I'm gonna load it up in my old Chevy
And I'm going home

Take me home, homeboy
Yeah, wow 40 homie wait
35 flowers, we're going home babe
Think about this now
Boogie 'bout the taxi
Boogie out Sam, boogie