I'm Going Home by Hootie And 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 la Sha la la la, I’m going home. Sha la la la Sha la la la, I’m going home. Something inside makes me scream How could God take you from a little boy He’ll be alright, he’s by my side He’s not a little boy, he’s my pride and joy Sha la la la Sha la la la, I’m going home. Sha la la la Sha la la la, I’m going home. Summer on the radio and the phone rings And it was Jeanette She said boy we had to let her go I begged her no, no not yet You left six of us to fend for ourselves I guess it’s part of someone’s master plan We'll see you laughing, you’re my best friend You’re the light of the lamb, and I cried as the angels sing Sha la la la Sha la la la, I’m going home. Sha la la la Sha la la la, I’m going home.