Goin' Home
Composer(s): Alan Osmond; Wayne Osmond; Merrill Osmond
Performer(s): The Osmonds



I'm a track star, gotta run far
And I'm ready to go
It's a long, long road
And I gotta make it on my own

Everybody's gainin' on me
Tryin' to slow me down, but if
I'm gonna make it
Gotta fight, fight, fight all day
And night--and day--all right

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right
Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
If it takes me the rest of my life

I'm a space man, from a different world
I gotta get back home
I've been gone so long
That I'm feelin' like a useless man

Everybody's lookin' at me
Tryin' to help me down
I gotta fight, fight, fight, even though it takes
Another day, and night, and day, all right

Oh me, why, why
Is it either win or lose
Somehow, someday
I'll never ever have to go away

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
I gotta make it, gonna make it all right

Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home
If it takes the rest of my life