From the recording ...

Lyrics

Guess my feet have been itching too much
So far from home and I feel out of touch
There is feeling I found on the road
It frees the spirit but captures the soul
 
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be back home
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be back home
I’ll be back home when I get there
 
Don’t know what all my traveling has done
If I’m traveling to or traveling from
Guess I’m a wandering dreamer it seems
Going to places others go in their dreams
 
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be back home
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be back home
I’ll be back home when I get there
 
I had woman waiting for me
Guess I got lost or just got free
Some say home is where their heart is at
Some say home is where they hang their hat
 
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be back home
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be back home
I’ll be back home when I get there
 
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be back home
I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be back home
I’ll be back home when I get there
 
© 1982 Mark Esakoff
(p) 2017 Sticks and Stones Music (BMI)