Steve Gillette goin home song

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Mmmmm, I believe I'm goin' home
Mmmm hmmm, I believe I'm goin' home
To a place where I am better known
Where children never cry alone
To a velvet field without a stone
Where good men reap the seed they've sown
Mmmm hmmm, I believe I'm goin' home
Mmmm hmmm, and it's rainin' there I'm told
Mmmm hmmm, it's rainin' there I'm told
Where lust is tin and truth is gold
And old men's souls are never sold
And children tell the tales I'm told
It's still warm when the fire gets cold
Mmmm hmmm, it's rainin' there I'm told
Mmmm hmmm, and I hope I've still got family there
Mmmm hmmm, I hope I've still got family there
To a whisper town with lilac air
When someone's still around to care
Where songs are neither dark nor rare
To my golden day, to my dreams somewhere
Mmmm hmmm, I hope I've still got family there
Mmmm hmmm, I believe I'm a-goin' home

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