A                 D
Ive spent too long away from home

                                  A
Did all the things I could have done

                     D
Gone are the days of endless thrills

                       A
I know Im not the only one



  E         D          A
So long, Im goin, goin home


   
  A                  D
I saw the streets all ripe with jewels

                          A
Balconies and the laundry lines

                      D
They tried to make me welcome there

                                   A
But their streets did not feel like mine




  E         D         A
So long, Im goin, goin home




  A               D
I want the sun to hit my face

                             A
Through oak trees in the open lot

                  D
Forget about the things you want

                              A
Be thankful for what all you got



  E         D          A
So long, Im goin, goin home