Mama's got her apron on

Standing in the kitchen

Cooking up my favorite dish

Whatever she is fixing

Daddy's in a picture in a frame

That's always sitting by the phone



Daffodils are popping up

Out behind the clothesline

Underneath that tree I planted

When I was just a boy of nine

Man I never can believe

Just how much it's grown when I go



Home

Back home

To the gentle place that held be close

As I became a man

And the streets are all familiar

And an old friend shakes my hand

And I feel fine

So fine

Yeah, knowing that this road I'm wandering on

From time to time

It always leads me home



Brother, he'll be waiting with the

Latest from the grapevine, saying

Man you won't believe them stories

About those crazy friends of mine

And all them little scandals

That a small town can't seem to leave alone



Later on we'll sit around

Bellies tight from supper

Telling all them stories

That we just can't get enough of

And somewhere in an honest laugh

It'll finally hit me that I'm



Home

Back home

Where the memories all have gathered up

And slowly turned to gold

And I carry them along with me wherever I may go

And I feel fine

So fine

In knowing that this road I'm wandering on

From time to time

It always leads me home

Back home



Well I go and put some flowers down at daddy's stone

And I see that empty space beside him

It always makes me glad that I came



Home

Back home

Where the Bible is the Bible

And the angels get their wings

And the circle is unbroken

When I hear them church bells ring

And I feel fine

You know I feel so fine

Yeah, knowing that this road I'm wandering on

From time to time unwinds

Cross the rivers, through the pines

It always leads me home



Back home

Yeah I'm going back home

Back home