Lyrics I'm Going Home - The Kingston Trio

I'm Going Home

Well, no matter where I wandered I know I’ll always find a welcome at the end
of every journey
There’ll be friendly people waitin'
California would not hold me 'though I loved her timber mountains
Worked her fields and worked her orchids up and down her central valley
I have driven open highway through the golden Utah valley
And I watched the rivers gently gliding.
I wave my hand to friendly people
California would not hold me 'though I loved her timber mountains
Worked her fields and worked her orchids up and down her central valley
Folks who know me call me a drifter.
They don’t know I’ll stop my ramblin'
They don’t know that someday somewhere somebody’s gonna make me settle down
I’m going home, Lord, I’m going home.
(Repeat and then chorus twice)
I’m going home!