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Goin' Home (from The New World Symphony)

Anton Dvorak

 

Goin' home. Goin' home. I'm a-goin' home.
Quiet-like some still day, I'm just goin' home.

It's not far, just close by, through an open door.
Work all done, cares laid by, goin' to roam no more;
Mother's there 'xpecting me, father's waiting, too,
Lots of folks gathered there, all the friends I knew.

All the friends I knew.

 

Home, home. I'm goin' home.

Nothin' lost all's gain.

No more fear nor pain.

No more stumblin' on the way

No more longing for the day

Goin' to fear 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, just a-living on;
Wide awake, with a smile, going on and on.
Going home. Going home, I'm just going home.
It's not far, just close by, through an open door.

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