I’m Goin’ Home Hootie & the Blowfish

Mama, please don't go
Won't you stay here for one more day?
I've been your boy for so long now
There's so much I, I still have to say
Sky rips open, and I held my heart in my hand
Like a soldier on his very last day
Cried myself to sleep that night
And I listened as I heard the angels sing, "Sha-la-la"

Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la, I'm going home
Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la, I'm going home

Oh, something inside of me makes me scream, oh
How could God take you from a little boy?
He'll be alright, he is by my side
He's my little boy, he's my pride and joy, sha-la-la-la

(Sha-la-la-la, la-la-la-la) Sha-la-la-la
(I'm going home)
Take me home
(Sha-la-la-la, la-la-la-la) Sha-la-la-la
(I'm going home)
Make it ease on down

Summer on the radio
When the phone rang and it was Jeanette
Said, "Boy, we had to let her go"
I begged her no, no, not yet
You left six of us to fend for ourselves
Guess it's just part of someone's master plan
We'll see you laugh 'cause you're my best friend
You were the light of the lamb
And I smile when the angels sing