I’m Going Home, by Ten Years After

(Admittedly TYA’s music was not about beautiful lyrics but about Alvin Lee’s smokin’ blues guitar solos. On the other hand, they could write a decent lyric–or at least a coherent lyric–when they wanted to, as their SSSSH! album proved)

Goin’ home, my baby
Goin’ home, my baby
Goin’ home, to see my baby

Our baby, how good
My baby, be good
I’m goin’ home, my baby
Home to see my girl

Oh baby, baby, I’m coming home
Baby, baby I’m coming home
Tell me Mama, baby, I’m coming home

Gonna see my baby, see my baby fine
Gonna take my baby, wanna take my baby mine
Gonna take my woman treats me real kind

I’m goin’ home, my baby
I’m goin’ home, to see my baby
Goin’ home, my baby

Gonna see my baby, see my baby fine
Take my baby, take my baby mine
Gonna tell your mama how good that love of ours

I’m goin’ home, to see my baby
I’m goin’ home, to see my baby
Oh, baby ooh

Wanna take you back, take where love belong
Treat me baby, treat, don’t treat me wrong

Oh, baby, I’m rollin’
Baby, baby, I’m rollin’
Baby, baby, I’m rollin’

Won’t you shake me, baby, well get you rollin’ down
Won’t you shake me, baby, well get you rollin’ down
Oh, baby, we’re gonna have some fun

Baby, please don’t go, baby, please don’t go
Baby, please don’t go, baby, please don’t go
Please don’t go, she’s cold, I need you

Comin’ home, ooh, hey
Come on over baby, whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on
I’m goin’ home, to see my baby
Home, to see my girl, ooh

I’m goin’ home, take my baby
I’m goin’ home, see my baby
Gonna take me back, I’ll take her where I belong

I’m goin’ home, to see my baby
I’m goin’ home, to see my baby
Come on, Take me, Yeah

I’m goin’ home, I’m goin’ home
I’m goin’ home, hey, hoo
Gonna take me back right where I belong

I’m goin’ home, I’m goin’ home
I’m goin’ home, I’m goin’ home
Hoo, hoo….., right where I belong