Текст пісні Going Home - Nanette Workman, Peter Frampton

Going Home

Twenty dollars in my pocket
I don’t know where to go
I’ve been on the road since I was 16
Now at 25, I’ve been more places
Done more things
Than most folks do, but
I’ve seen the world
And now all I wanna do
Is go back home
There’s been times when I’ve been rich
Times when I’ve been poor
I had my share of the good and the bad
And now when I think of all the time that
I spent walkin' lonely
It makes me sad
And now all I wanna do
Is go back home
I can smell the fried chicken
In the pan in the kitchen
And the fragrance
Of the flowers in the garden
When I think how long ago I
Left all that behind
Honey, now that I look back
I think I must have been blind