Going Home
(Dvořák / Fisher) Going home, going home I'm jus' going home Quiet like, some still day I'm jus' going home It's not far, yes close by Through an open door Work all done, care laid by Going to fear no more Mother's there 'specting me Father's waiting, too Lots of folk gathered there All the friends I knew All the friends I knew I'm going home Nothing lost, all's gain No more fret nor pain No more stumbling on the way No more longing for the day Going to roam no more Morning star lights the way Restless dream all done Shadows gone, break of day Real life's just begun There's no break, aint no end Jus' a livin' on Wide awake with a smile Going on and on Going home, going home I'm jus' going home It's not far, yes close by Through an open door I'm jus' going home Going home, going home
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