The gravel road beneath my wheels
Dust clouds dancing in the fields
Mom's old house just up the lane
Feels so good to be back again
Saw the barn where I learned to drive
Daddy's tools still hanging high
Front porch swing swaying in the breeze
Home sweet home I'm finally at ease
Coming back home to where my roots run deep
Where the nights are quiet and the stars don't sleep
In the arms of love that never roams
No matter where I wander this will always be my home
Smell of pine the creek's cool flow
Cicada songs at twilight's glow
Neighbors wave as I pass by
Here the simple life's the grandest high
Kitchen smells of apple pie
Grandma's recipe none can deny
Evenings 'round the fire's warm glow
Telling tales of long ago
Coming back home to where my roots run deep
Where the nights are quiet and the stars don't sleep
In the arms of love that never roams
No matter where I wander this will always be my home