Goin' Home

	  		
A                 D 
Ive spent too long away from home 

                                  A 
Did all the things I could have done 

                     D 
Gone are the days of endless thrills 

                       A 
I know Im not the only one 



  E         D          A 
So long, Im goin, goin home 


    
  A                  D 
I saw the streets all ripe with jewels 

                          A 
Balconies and the laundry lines 

                      D 
They tried to make me welcome there 

                                   A 
But their streets did not feel like mine 




  E         D         A 
So long, Im goin, goin home 




  A               D 
I want the sun to hit my face 

                             A 
Through oak trees in the open lot 

                  D 
Forget about the things you want 

                              A 
Be thankful for what all you got 



  E         D          A 
So long, Im goin, goin home