Story Behind The Song
Singer professes a need for refreshment and a love of enlightenment, and an interest in the meaning of life. What better past time for vagabonds, tramps, and gypsy clowns?
| Song Length |
3:31 |
Genre |
Rock - Classic, Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Jovial, Cheerful |
Subject |
Life, Philosophy |
| Similar Artists |
Neil Young, The Beatles |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1970 - 1979 |
| |
Lyrics
Going home, Lord, No More Trials now
Heaven bound for the sun
I think I've found the only one who's ever loved me
No more trials, no more miles,
And evil ways can never touch me
No more trials, no more miles,
And evil ways can never touch me
Goin home now, that's my Jesus,
I can see him in the sky
There's only one thing left for me to try, and that is dying
No more trials, no more miles,
And evil ways can never touch me
No more trials, no more miles,
And evil ways can never touch me
Let's travel south for the summer, north for the winter
Let's be vagabonds, and tramps, and gypsy clowns
I feel the need for refreshment, and the love of enlightenment
Let's find the meaning of life
And you will know that there's something there
That cannot be denied, cause its the only way to die