Goin´ Home (Antonín Dvořák) Duchovní hudba

Goin’ home, goin’ home,
I’m a goin’ home;
Quiet-like, some still day,
I’m jes’ goin’ home.
It’s not far, jes’ close by,
Through an open door;
Work all done, care laid by,
Gwine to fear no more.

Mother’s there ‘spectin’ me,
Father’s waitin’ too;
Lots o’ folk gather’d there,
All the frie nds I knew,
All the friends I knew.
Home, home, I’m goin’ home!

Nothin lost, all’s gain,
No more stumblin’ on the way,
No more longin’ for the day,
Gwine to roam no more!

Mornin’ star lights the way,
Res’less dream all done;
Shadows gone, break o’ day,
Real life jes’ begun.
Dere’s no break, aint’ no end,
Jes' a livin’ on;
Wide awake, with a smile
Goin’ on and on.

Goin’ home, goin’ home,
I’m jes’ goin’ home,
It’s not far, jes’ close by
Through an open door.
I’m a goin’ home.