Goin Home

Well hammer on that train lord

Cause she done left home

Had on old lady, boy

But she’s all gone

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

Well ask old lady

And tell me where she been

Down by that river

With a 5th of gin

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

(Alright now let me hear that fiddle, baby)

Ride down to Dunsmuir and head for the falls

I’mma head back east babe,

As soon as she call

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m leaving New Orleans

Bye to fleur de lis

Tell your Liza

Come and marry me

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

(Alright Clyde let me hear that guitar now)

(Alright Jojo let me hear that banjo now)

(Alright)

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

I’m goin home

Oh butter my muffin and call me Memphis