From the recording Going Home
Everyone knows my story by now
I lived it through it but I don’t know how
I don’t know but I’ve been told
there ain’t no future in rock and roll
Now I’ve been poor and I’ve been rich
I followed my heart and I scratched the itch
I followed my heart and I followed the road
I followed it straight down to a hole
Now I’m going home…..going home, home.
Wildflowers growing by the side of road
red and pink and blue and gold
wildflowers blowing in the breeze
and there ain’t no one had to plant them seeds
Now I’m going home…..going home, home
Easter time has come and go
I look up but I don’t know
I look up and what do I see
a shinning road ahead of me
Now I’m going home…going home, home.
Now it’s kinda funny, we all want a home
nobody wants to be alone
we chase this and follow that
may the light shine on you wherever you’re at.
Me, I’m going home…..going home, home.