Goin' Home Lyrics

The closer I get to my home, Lord
The more I wanna be there
There'll be a gatherin' of loved ones and friends
Lord, you know I wanna be there

There'll be a mixture of teardrops and flowers
Crying and talking for hours
'Bout how wild that I was
And if I'd listened to them, I wouldn't be there

Well, there's old Charlie Toll
They threw away the mold when they made him
And Jimmy McCline
It looks like the wine's finally laid him

And Billie McRae
That I could any day in a card game
And Bessie McNeal
But her tears are real, I can see pain

There's a mixture of teardrops and flowers
Crying and talking for hours
'Bout how wild that I was
And if I'd listened to them, I wouldn't be there

Lord, thanks for the ride
I got a feeling inside that I know you
And if you see your way, you're welcome to stay
'Cause I'm gonna need you

There's a mixture of teardrops and flowers
Crying and talking for hours
'Bout how wild that I was
And if I'd listened to them, I wouldn't be there

Willie Nelson - Yesterday's Wine

Apr 2008

1. Medley
2. In God's Eyes
3. Family Bible
4. It's Not For Me To Understand
5. Medley
6. Summer Of Roses
7. December Day
8. Yesterday's Wine
9. Me And Paul
10. Goin' Home