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The closer I get to my home Lord the more I want to be there
There'll be a gatherin' of loved ones and friends Lord you know I want to be there
There'll be a mixture of teardrops and flowers crying and talking for hours
Bout how wild that I was and if I'd listened to them I wouldn't be there
Well there's old Charlie Toll they threw away the mold when they made him
And Jimmy McCline it looks like the wine's finally laid him
And Billie McRae that I could any day in a card game
And Bessie McNeal but her tears are real I can see pain
There's a mixture of teardrops...
Lord thanks for ride I got a feeling inside that I know you
And if you see your way you're welcome to stay 'cause I'm gonna need you
There's be a mixture of teardrops....
There'll be a gatherin' of loved ones and friends Lord you know I want to be there
There'll be a mixture of teardrops and flowers crying and talking for hours
Bout how wild that I was and if I'd listened to them I wouldn't be there
Well there's old Charlie Toll they threw away the mold when they made him
And Jimmy McCline it looks like the wine's finally laid him
And Billie McRae that I could any day in a card game
And Bessie McNeal but her tears are real I can see pain
There's a mixture of teardrops...
Lord thanks for ride I got a feeling inside that I know you
And if you see your way you're welcome to stay 'cause I'm gonna need you
There's be a mixture of teardrops....
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Track duration: 02:54
"Goin' Home" as written by Willie Nelson
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
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