I’ve spent too long away from home
Did all the things I could have done
Gone are the days of endless thrills
I know I’m not the only one
So long, I’m goin’, goin’ home…
I saw the streets all ripe with jewels
Balconies and the laundry lines
They tried to make me welcome there]
But their streets did not feel like mine
So long, I’m goin’, goin’ home…
I want the sun to hit my face Through oak trees in the open lot
Forget about the things you want Be thankful for what all you got
So long, I’m goin’, goin’ home…