Lyrics:

Up in the morning
Put me on a train
Better get me on board
'Cause I might take a plane
I'm going home
Oh yeah going home
Goin' to talk to my baby
Won't be on no telephone
It seems like a month
Since I kissed her bye-bye
Thinkin' bout my baby
Have to hang my head an cry
I'm going home
Going home
Gonna talk to my baby
Won't be on no telephone
I've got my suitcase packed
The skys coming on to rain
I don't care which way the weather falls
I got to get back to see my baby again
I'm going home
Going home
Going home
Ah baby well I'm comin' on home to you
Gonna talk to my baby
Won't be on no telephone
Got my suitcase packed
Sky comin' on to rain
I don't care which way the weather falls
I got to get back to see my baby again
I'm going home
Going home
Going home
Ah baby I'm comin' on home to you
Gonna talk to my baby
Won't be on no telephone
I'm gonna talk to my baby
It won't be on no telephone
Yeah ...
I'm going home