Home

Hands, my mama's hands

Stirrin ham'n beans'n honey

Smell the cornbread fryin’ in the pan

Arms, my daddy's arms

Caked in dirt and tired

Tossin’ footballs in the backyard

Home, I wanna go home

Where the fence rows travel gravel lines

And life is measured in square miles

Home, take me home

To the apple in my grandma's eye

To the laughter in my grandpa's smile

Land, my grandpa's land

Rollin golden in the morning

Corn dancin’ in the Autumn wind

Dark, night so dark

Wrapped up in a cricket choir

A blanket dusted in the stars

Home, I wanna go home

Where the fence rows travel gravel lines

And life is measured in square miles

Home, take me home

To the apple in my grandma's eye

To the laughter in my grandpa's smile

But my pick-up kicked up big dust clouds

On the gravel road headed out of town

And the years have cooked the memories down to paste

A concentrated blend of love

Grandpa's stories and grandma's hugs

And I'd trade everything I've got for one more taste

Of home, I wanna go home

Down the fence rows, down the gravel lines

Down the winding drive to the lights

Of home, take me home

To mama's hands and daddy's arms

And the sunrise stretched across the farms

At home, I wanna go home

Where the fence rows travel gravel lines

And life is measured in square miles

Home, take me home

To the apple in my grandma's eye

The the laughter in my grandpa's smile