Brian Wilson
I’m Goin Home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm getting tired of riding my horse
Down this dusty road
I'm going home
I'm going home
For so long
I've carried this heavy load

Fireflies keep flashing their orange lights
Magic lanterns guide me through the night

I gotta roar
I gotta roar
I'm on my way back to the place
Where I let my soul
I'm burning up
I'm burning up
I can't wait to see
My little buttercup

Yeah, the moon and stars all seem to say
Wonder why you ever ran away

Now I'm home (now I'm home)
Oh God, I'm home (God, I'm home)
And there ain't no reason
Ever more to roam
Oh, can't you tell?
The chapel bell
Ring down through the valley
And to the dam

Met you at creation, seem to see
From sweet days she wear my wedding ring

Home, I'm going, home, I'm going (home, home, home, yeah)
Home, I'm going, home, I'm going (home, home, home, whoa)
Home, I'm going, home, I'm going (home, home, home, yeah)
Home, I'm going, home, I'm going (home, home, home, whoa)
Home, I'm going, home, I'm going (home, home, home, yeah)
Home, I'm going, home, I'm going (home, home, home, whoa)
Home, I'm going, home, I'm going (home, home, home, yeah)
Home, I'm going, home, I'm going (home, home, home, whoa)