Friday, January 28, 1983

GOING HOME (o)


I'm going back to my home to town,
This city is bringing me down.
So many people in such a hurry,
I can't  keep hanging around.

I'm going to buy me a used car,
The subway just don't go that far.
Throw all my junk in the back seat and trunk
and leave my worries in "park".

Going to quit my job.
Going to lose the mob. 
Going to hit the road. 
Going to get back home. 

I'm going to breath only fresh air,
And let the sun bleach my hair.
Wear overalls, get dirty and all,
Driving my tractor out there.

I'm going to work up these soft hands.
And get myself onto the land.
Till the earth, watch it give birth,
And only reap what I plant.

Going to get some sun.
Going to have some fun.
Going to grow my hair.
Going to play it fair.

I'm going to go see my old girl,
And bring her a necklace of pears.
Buy her a ring and live happily,
We'll bring some life into this world.

We're going to live in this small town,
Spend lots of time just fooling around.
Me and the wife will be rocking all night,
And wake up with the break of dawn.

Yeah, I'm going home.
Going to write some poems.
Going to lend you a hand.
Going to act like a man.

-dp-     



I'm going back to my home to town,
The city is bringing me down.
So many people in such a hurry,
I can't  keep hanging around.

I'm going to buy me a used car,
The subway just don't go that far.
Throw all my junk in the back seat and trunk
and leave my worries in "park".

Gunna quit my job.
Gunna lose the mob.
Gunna hit the road.
Gunna get back home.

I'm going to breath the fresh air,
And let the sun bleach my hair.
Wear overalls, get dirty and all,
Driving my tractor out there.

I'm going to work off these soft hands.
And get myself into the land.
Till the earth and watch it give birth,
And only reap what I plant.

Gunna get some sun.
Gunna have some fun.
Gunna grow my hair.
Gunna play it fair.

I'm going to go see my old girl,
And bring her a necklace of pears.
Buy her a ring and live happily,
We'll bring some life into this world.

We're going to live near a small town,
Have lots of time for fooling around.
Me and my wife will be rocking all nigh,
To wake up with the break of dawn.

Yeah, I'm going home.
Gunna write some poems.
Gunna lend friends a hand.
Gunna act like a man.

-dp-      
         

  

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