Going Home (feat. Josh Turner)

Many times in my childhood we travelled so far

By nightfall how weary I'd grown

Father's arms would slip around me and gently he'd say

"My child, we're going home"

Going home, oh, I'm going home

There's nothing to hold me here

I've caught a glimpse of that heavenly land

Praise God, I'm going home

Now the twilight is fading, and day soon shall end

I get homesick, the further I roam

But my father has led me each step of the way

And now, I'm going home

Going home, oh, I'm going home

There's nothing to hold me here

Well, I've caught a glimpse of that heavenly land

Praise God, I'm going home

Going home, oh, I'm going home

There's nothing to hold me here

Yeah, I've caught a glimpse of that heavenly land

Praise God, I'm going home

Praise God, I'm going home