Going Back Home Lyrics - Going Back Home - Wilko Johnson & Roger Daltrey

I wanna live the way I like, 

Sleep all the morning, go and get my fun at night. 

Things ain't like that here, 

Working just to keep my payments clear. 

I bought a brand new motor and I'm waiting for a loan 

So I can fill her up and start her, and I'm going back home. 

I got a girl, a man's best friend, 

I'd have her now, if she'd just come back again. 

But she left me in the fog, 

Told me that I treat her like a dog. 

The last time that I saw her she was burying a bone, 

I'm tired of whistling for her and I'm going back home. 

Old Johnny Green, he asked me in, 

We watched his TV and we drank a little gin. 

Then I float on down the street, 

Smiling at the faces that I meet. 

But that was back this morning, now I'm dizzy, sick and stoned, 

And when the world stops turning, then I'm going back home.