Go Home Songtext
von John Kongos

Go home, your baby is crying
His poor mind is dying
There′s no use denying
He needs you now, needs you at home

Go home, his ears are wide open
He's dirty and he′s groping
He's only seven or four
Knows not the meaning of awe or war


Go home, your dancing is over
It's sad but it is true
Oh God, if only you knew
But it′s late and your red face knows what to do

Go home, the dog needs attention
He smiled, you took him in, now feed him
How and why, go answer his questions
Smile and love and praise his suggestions

Go home, your grandson is dying
And he′s not even been born
But he knows just what you are
For even now, your baby tells him


Go home, your grandson is dying
And he's not even been born
But he knows just what you are
For even now, your baby tells him