I’m Not Going Home

I left my home and my family
I left her behind to find me
I found their faces familiar but unfriendly
But that’s me
That’s how I see it

I have a place now to call my own
You can all me the captain of my ship
And even thought I hate to be alone
I don’t have to answer to anyone’s whims
And I do not jump at the crack of the whip, no

I heard this man singing about being free
And I thought to myself "God, that’s nothing like me"
I’ve got 10,000 chains, stretching 10,000 miles
I’ve shed 10,000 tears, smiled a couple of smiles
But that’s me
That’s how I be

They only win when I lose
They only decide when I choose
Yes, they’ve laughed when I’ve cried
So the next time they said, "Hello!"
I screamed "Goodbye!"

And I listened to that man singing about being free
And I thought to myself, "One day that will be me."
‘Cause there are thousands of roads, stretching thousands of miles
I’ll just shed this skin and walk around for awhile
That’s me when I’m free
That’ll be me when I’m free

And even though I’m all alone
I’m not going home
And even thgough I hate to be alone
I’m not going home
Sweet home, sweet home, sweet home, sweet home

Written by Doria Roberts. ©1995-2002 Hurricane Doria Music