Gene Vincent – I’m Goin’ Home (To See My Baby)

I love this man’s music. He is severely overlooked by many who only know Be Bob A-Lula. His voice goes with that slapback echo better than any other singer. His influence can be heard through the decades including Springsteen in Glory Days. This song has been covered 15 times including The Zombies

One thing about Vincent. You can hear people emulate Elvis and Johnny Cash but no one sounded like Vincent. Besides, no one sounding like him… no one looked like him either. No pompadour. No huge hair. Just a curly sort of quiff-ish look. 

 Union restrictions prevented his own band, the Blue Caps, from crossing the Atlantic with him, Gene Vincent had been forced to use a British backing group, and the group selected for his UK tour was Sounds Incorporated. 

The song is different in some ways. I love the sax in this song and the drumming (Tony Newman). The song has some cool dynamics built in as it starts off with just Gene and a nice guitar…it then starts with the drums and plows ahead until the end. Sounds Incorporated backed him on this song and the B-side Love Of A Man. This was their big break and after this, they also backed Little Richard, Jerry Lee Lewis, Brenda Lee, and Sam Cooke.

I’ll mention Springsteen again because the man knows dynamics in songs and artists like this inspired him. The song was written by Bob Bain and was released in 1961. It peaked at #36 in the UK Charts. It was a pure single…not off an album. 

By this time the UK was where all of the 50’s rock stars went because America was too busy listening to Paul Anka, Fabion, and Pat Boone. It was a sad state of music at that time for rock and roll. The parents probably loved the no soul no trouble singers. Then thankfully…the British invasion and Motown were coming up.

 

I’m Goin’ Home Home (To See My Baby)

Well, I’m going home, to see my baby
Yeah, I’m going home, to see my gal
Well, don’t you know, she really loves me
Ah, don’t you know, she really cares

Yeah, I’m going home, to see my baby
Well, I’m going home, to see my gal
Ah, don’t you know, she really loves me
Yeah, I’m going home, to see my gal

Well, I’m going home, to see my baby
Yeah, I’m going home, to see my gal
Ah, don’t you know, she really loves me
Ah, don’t you know, she really cares

She’s there to love me every night
Don’t you know she treats me right
Yeah, she’s alright, yeah…

She’s there to love me all the time
Don’t you know I’m glad she’s mine
Yeah, she’s alright, yeah…

Well, I’m going home, to see my baby
Well, I’m going home, to see my gal
Ah, don’t you know, that she’s my baby
Well, don’t you know, that she’s my gal

She’s there to love me all the time
Don’t you know I’m glad shе’s mine

 

 

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Author: Badfinger (Max)

Power Pop fan, Baseball, Beatles, Alternative music, old movies, and tv show fan. Also anything to do with pop culture in the 60s and 70s... I'm also a songwriter, bass and guitar player. Not the slightest bit interested in politics at all.

27 thoughts on “Gene Vincent – I’m Goin’ Home (To See My Baby)”

    1. He was to me…he toured around the UK through the sixties and early seventies…the UK always though more of the pioneers than sometimes we did.

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    1. Yea and I don’t know why Dave…you have Chuck, Fats, Little Richard, Holly, but Vincent isn’t brought up enough.

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  1. I agree, he has been forgotten to a large extent. Also I agree about the bad old days of the very late 50s till around 62-63. Rock’n’roll withered while pretty boy one-names in cardigans- cardigans!- were the teen idols. Gawd, how awful to have been a teen in those clean-cut clearly enunciated sad ballad days. As you say, roll on the new, Motown, The Stones, The Beatles. Kick those Cow Pats to the kerb, and quick!

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    1. That had to be planned by the record companies to keep the “dangerous” artists away from parents ears.
      I’m so glad the doors were kicked down.

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      1. I’ll happily second that. That kind of bland pap was still getting sprung (spun?) on us by the likes of Bobby ‘Maudlin’ Goldsboro later in the 60s early 70s though. Lawd, that treacly ‘Honey’ is hard hard hard to listen/suffer through.

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      2. Perhaps listening to Vikki Carrr’s tale of quiet dignified acceptance ‘It Must Be Him’ might just cheer you up?😬 (Another one of my ‘hand me a barf bag’ songs, sorry…)

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