Words and music © 1990 Peggy Seeger, administered by Bucks Music
I learned this from Peggy Seeger when we taught at a music camp together in New Hampshire. This is what she said about the song: "This is my thank you song to friends, family, those who have taught me and whom I have taught – and to all the good people with whom I shared time on earth."
Gordon – 12-string guitar
My face to the sky, my back to the wind
Winter is entering my bones
The day has been long, night's drawing in
And I'm thinking of heading for home
And I'm thinking of heading for home
The cradle and grave, the fruit and the seed
The seasons mirror my own
The geese flying south are calling to me
And I'm thinking of heading for home
And I'm thinking of heading for home
Always on the move with banner unfurled,
Yet gathering moss on the stone
I sing for the children and cry for the world
And I'm thinking of heading for home
And I'm thinking of heading for home
As Time's my old friend and Death's my new kin
I'm not taking the journey alone
I am old, I am young, I am all that I've been
And I'm thinking of heading for home
And I'm thinking of heading for home
The memory of love will burn in my heart
Till embers and ashes are gone
The light in your window is my northern star
And I'm thinking of heading for home
And I'm thinking of heading for home