Goin' Home

(álbum: The Plan - 1973)

I'm a track star, gotta run far
And I'm ready to go
It's a long, long road
And I gotta make it on my own

Everybody's gaining on me
Trying to slow me down
But if I'm gonna make it
Gotta fight, fight, fight all day
And night and day all right

Going home, going home, going home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right
Going home, going home, going home
If it takes me the rest of my life

I'm a space man, from a different land
I gotta get back home
I've been gone so long
That I'm feeling like a useless man

Everybody's looking at me
Tyring to help me down
I gotta fight, fight, fight
Even though it takes another day
And night, and day, all right

Oh me, why, why
Is it either win or lose
Somehow, someday
I'll never ever have to go away

Going home, going home, going home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right
Going home, going home, going home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right

Going home, going home, going home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right
Going home, going home, going home
It it takes the rest of my life

Don't take it too easy
Don't take it too easy
Don't take it too easy
Don't take it too easy