Going Home (feat. Josh Turner)

Many times in my childhood we travelled so far By nightfall how weary I'd grown Father's arms would slip around me and gently he'd say "My child, we're going home" Going home, oh, I'm going home There's nothing to hold me here I've caught a glimpse of that heavenly land Praise God, I'm going home Now the twilight is fading, and day soon shall end I get homesick, the further I roam But my father has led me each step of the way And now, I'm going home Going home, oh, I'm going home There's nothing to hold me here Well, I've caught a glimpse of that heavenly land Praise God, I'm going home Going home, oh, I'm going home There's nothing to hold me here Yeah, I've caught a glimpse of that heavenly land Praise God, I'm going home Praise God, I'm going home