I see the faces on my picture one is you
I see the reasons why the picture just aint true
Im going home
Im gonna be there one of these mornings
Gonna break away on the thirteenth of july
Im going home
Going home
The dust collector keeps on banging at my door
Tales of the wild west, I cant mean it anymore
Im going home
Im gonna be there one of these mornings
Gonna break away on the thirteenth of july
Im going home
Going home
And Ill be there one of these mornings
Walk down the road and there you are, yes I am
Maybe Ill see you if I can
Break away, from one of these memories
Walk down the road and there you are, yes I am
Maybe Ill see you if I can
Im going home
Im gonna be there one of these mornings
Gonna break away on the thirteenth of july
Im going home
Going home
Going home
Going home
Going home
