Goin' Home

The closer I get to my home, Lord

The more I wanna be there

There'll be a gatherin' of loved ones and friends

Lord, you know I wanna be there

There'll be a mixture of teardrops and flowers

Cryin' and talkin' for hours

'Bout how wild that I was

And if I'd listened to them, I wouldn't be there

Well, there's old Charlie Toll

They threw away the mold when they made him

And Jimmy McCline

It looks like the wine's finally laid him

And Billie McRae

That I could any day in a card game

And Bessie McNeal

But her tears are real, I can see pain

There's a mixture of teardrops and flowers

Cryin' and talkin' for hours

'Bout how wild that I was

And if I'd listened to them, I wouldn't be there

Lord, thanks for the ride

I got a feelin' inside that I know you

And if you see your way, you're welcome to stay

'Cause I'm gonna need you

There's a mixture of teardrops and flowers

Cryin' and talkin' for hours

'Bout how wild that I was

And if I'd listened to them, I wouldn't be there