Going Home

I see the faces on my picture one is you
I see the reasons why the picture just ain’t true
I’m going home
I’m gonna be there one of these mornings
Gonna break away on the thirteenth of july
I’m going home
Going home
The dust collector keeps on banging at my door
Tales of the wild west, I can’t mean it anymore
I’m going home
I’m gonna be there one of these mornings
Gonna break away on the thirteenth of july
I’m going home
Going home
And I’ll be there one of these mornings
Walk down the road and there you are, yes I am Maybe I’ll see you if I can
Break away, from one of these memories
Walk down the road and there you are, yes I am Maybe I’ll see you if I can
I’m going home
I’m gonna be there one of these mornings
Gonna break away on the thirteenth of july
I’m going home
Going home
Going home
Going home
Going home