Going Home

Going home, going home

I am going home

Quiet like, some still day,

I'm just going home

It's not far, just close by

Through an open door

Work all done, care laid by

Going to fear no more

Mother's there, expecting me

Father's waiting too

Lots of folks gathered there

All the friends I knew

Nothing's lost, all is gain

No more fret nor pain

No more stumbling on the way

No more longing for the day

Going to roam no more

Morning star lights the way

Restless dream all done

Shadows gone, break of day

Real life just begun

There's no break, there's no end

I'll be living on.

Wide awake with a smile

Going on and on

Going home, going home

I am going home

It's not far, just close by,

Through an open door.

I'll be going home

I'll be going home

Lord I'm going home.

(Antonin Leopold Dvorak, music 1893; William Arms Fisher, lyrics 1922)