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Goin' Home
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The Osmonds
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I'm a track star, gotta run far,
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And I'm ready to go;
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It's a long, long road.
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And I gotta make it on my own.
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Everybody's gainin' on me,
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Tryin' to slow me down, but if
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I'm gonna make it,
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Gotta fight, fight, fight all day,
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And night--and day--all right.
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Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home,
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I gotta make it, gonna make it all
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right,
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Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home,
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If it takes me the rest of my life.
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I'm a space man, from a different world,
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I gotta get back home,
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I've been gone so long,
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That I'm feelin' like a useless man.
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Everybody's lookin' at me,
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Tyrin' to help me down,
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I gotta fight, fight, fight, even though
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it takes
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Another day, and night, and day, all right,
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Oh me, why, why,
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Is it either win or lose,
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Somehow, someday
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I'll never ever have to go away.
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Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home,
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I gotta make it, gonna make it all right,
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Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home,
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I gotta make it, gonna make it all right,
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Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home,
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I gotta make it, gonna make it all right.
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Goin' home, goin' home, goin' home,
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It it takes the rest of my life.
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Goin Home
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| The Osmonds |
