[ Featuring Leah Blevins ]
This is the sound of a beat up old six string,
Bangin out of tune on the back of a ford,
This is the sound of cottonwood scratchin,
Against the side of the house when a strong wind blows,
This is the sound of home,
This is the sound of a steam whistle blowin,
Through a one horse town that nobody knows,
This is the sound of a tractor pullin,
A plow cross the ground so the corn can grow,
This is the sound of home,
This is the sound that lead me to prey,
Put me to work and taught me to play,
Settled me down and pushed me away,
No matter how far i roam,
This is the sound of home,
This is the sound of a rooster crowin,
Wakin my ass up at the crack of dawn,
This is the sound of a cold beer crackin,
Come friday night when the work weeks done,
This is the sound of home,
This is the sound that lead me to prey,
Put me to work and taught me to play,
Settled me down and pushed me away,
No matter how far i roam,
This is the sound of home,
This is the sound of home,
This is the sound that lead me to prey,
Put me to work and taught me to play,
Settled me down and pushed me away,
No matter how far i roam,
This is the sound of home,
This is the sound of mama callin,
When you comin home your suppers getting cold,
This is the sound of a man who aint nothin,
If he dont hear the sound of the things he knows,
This is the sound of home,
