Neil Young - Goin' Home Lyrics

On the hill where custer was
Makin' his last stand
With the Indians all around
And his gun in his hand
Such a wind was blowin' that day
Through battleground
I could feel it in my hair
As I turned towards downtown
Weavin' through the buildings
Cuttin' though the streets
Slicin' through the culture
Pilin' on the weeks

Goin' home
I'm goin' home
Goin' home
I'm goin' home

Droppin' in on you my friend
Is just like old times
Said the fool who signed the paper
To assorted slimes
It's hard to get blood from a stone
But I'll give it a try
To provide your accomodations
And leave you satisfied
You'd think it was easy
To give your life away
An' not have to live up to
The promises you made

Goin' home
I'm goin' home
Goin' home
I'm goin' home
Goin' home

Elusively she cut the phone
And went from cell to cell
Really lookin' remarkable
And obviously doing well
She made a turn on a wooden bridge
Into the battleground
With a thousand warriors on the ridge
She tried to turn her radio down
Battle drums were poundin'
All around her car
She saw her clothes were changin'
Into sky and stars

I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home
Goin' home
I'm goin' home

Goin' home
I'm goin' home
Goin' home
I'm goin' home
Goin' home
I'm goin' home
Goin' home
I'm goin' home
Goin' home
I'm goin' home
Goin' home
I'm goin' home