Going Home lyrics

Twenty dollars in my pocket

I don't know where to go

I've been on the road since I was 16

Now at 25, I've been more places

Done more things 

Than most folks do, but

I've seen the world

And now all I wanna do

Is go back home

There's been times when I've been rich

Times when I've been poor

I had my share of the good and the bad

And now when I think of all the time that

I spent walkin' lonely

It makes me sad

And now all I wanna do

Is go back home

I can smell the fried chicken

In the pan in the kitchen

And the fragrance

Of the flowers in the garden

When I think how long ago I

Left all that behind

Honey, now that I look back

I think I must have been blind

I can smell the fried chicken

In the pan in the kitchen

And the fragrance

Of the flowers in the garden

When I think how long ago I

Left all that behind

Honey, now that I look back

I think I must have been blind  

Twenty dollars in my pocket

I don't know where to go

I've been on the road since I was 16

Now at 25, I've been more places

Done more things 

Than most folks do, but

I've seen the world

And now all I wanna do

Is go back home  

Go back home

Go back home

Go back home

Go back home

Go back home

• Artist:Nanette Workman
• Album:Grits and Cornbread (1977)