When I was a boy, I had a mind of my own
Told my folks I was leaving home
Mama, papa told me, "Son, you better not go"
Packed my things and I started to roam
I'm going home
I'm going home, yeah
I'm going home
As you can see, I didn't do so good
Not half as well as I thought I could
The big cities all treat me bad
I've gone back to my mom and dad
I'm going home
I'm going home, yeah
I'm going home, oh, home
This roaming life has done me wrong
I haven't eaten right for, oh, so long
Been living a life of hate and pain
Gonna jump on board of next rail train
I'm going home
I'm going home, yeah
I'm going home
I'm going home to mom and dad
Yeah, I'm going home, oh, take me back
Yeah, I'm going home
Oh home, home, I'm going home
Yeah, I'm going home
