I'm Going Home

Well I'm going home To see my little girl I place no one above her She's really out of this world When she holds me tight With all of her might Makes me wonder why I wouldn't do right Stayed away so long Now I know just what to do Well I'm feeling so bad My heart is beating for you I'm gonna catch a plane About a quarter to two And make it on home to you She told me she really loved me But I was too blind to know Now I'm up i a world of shame Reaping just what I sow Well I'm going home No more will I roam I'm gonna catch a plane About a quarter to two And make it on home to you Well I'm going home No more will I roam I'm gonna catch a plane About a quarter to two And make it on home to you Well I'm going home Walking if I have to Oh yeah yeah I'm gonna catch a plane About a quarter to two And make it on home to you Well I'm going home Walking if I have to oh yeah yeah