I see the faces on my picture one is you I see the reasons why the picture just ain't true I'm going home I'm gonna be there one of these mornings Gonna break away on the thirteenth of july I'm going home Going home The dust collector keeps on banging at my door Tales of the wild west, I can't mean it anymore I'm going home I'm gonna be there one of these mornings Gonna break away on the thirteenth of july I'm going home Going home And I'll be there one of these mornings Walk down the road and there you are, yes I am Maybe I'll see you if I can Break away, from one of these memories Walk down the road and there you are, yes I am Maybe I'll see you if I can I'm going home I'm gonna be there one of these mornings Gonna break away on the thirteenth of july I'm going home Going home Going home Going home Going home