Well look at this, here I am in my hometown
There's that familiar smell of rain on the highway
Here I am, yes in this place once again
Came to see friends, funny how we talk just like we did back then
Things aren't much different, gotten older much like me
And I wonder at times should I have ever gone away
What happened to that cornfield that used to be in my back yard?
New houses are there now, and not much left I have to say
I can't help it that my mind wanders
Oh the memories held in all the places that I see
Would not have missed it had I not left, and she speaks to me, and says
Welcome Home, welcome home
That little tree that Daddy planted now grows over our old roof
Living proof that his soul lives on right here
They told me don't forget about the things in such small places
I can still see their faces, but their voices disappear
Here's the church where I got married
Baptized by kids and Dad is buried
And now with open arms she speaks to me, and says
Welcome Home, welcome home
Here's the church where I got married
Baptized by kids and Dad is buried
And now with open arms she speaks to me, and says
Welcome Home, welcome home
I remember that deer that used to eat right outta my hand
And there's the roller rink, now it's developed land
Things are slightly different, yet eerily the same
I still see the people and I can still hear the train
Welcome Home, welcome home