From the recording Johnny Hilton 1978

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Lyrics

Moma called me up on the telephone
Said boy we sho' are missing you back here at home
First chance you get now you come on and see us all
You know Granny's sick and she's staying with your cousin Paul


I'm going home one of these days
I'm going home to stay
I'm gonna live on the land I been so near all my life
Leave behind all this crazy moving strife
Tell all the old folks
Hold on I'll be there
For all to share


Got that hometown feeling
Want to see them people I love
Young partners got it too
We need some help from a friend who looks up above
Can't go back just quite yet
Too many things here left undone
Want to do 'em while I can
Remember how it was when you were young


I'm going home one of these days
I'm going home to stay
I'm gonna live on the land I been so near all my life
Leave behind all this crazy moving strife
Tell all the old folks
Hold on I'll be there
For all to share


When I reach that Island
In that unknown sea
Sailing on this ship that's hewn from my dreams
With sails of song just about you and me
I'm pushed on by something that I can't begin to see