Back on the Ground

I dropped by to check on
mama for a minute
I could hear her hummin' a tune
through the screen door
in the kitchen
she was puttin' the final touches
on a home-made pecan pie
and just like always,
I was right on time
little game of guess who, and i got
a hug, and how's my baby
I said, you know me mama
I've been hittin' it hard and
runnin' like crazy
but I don't wanna bore you with
that same ol' nothing's new
I'd rather just pull up this chair
and get caught up on you
Ain't it funny how it all
comes back around
I remember when I couldn't
wait to get out of her hair
and ditch this town
I was restless, a time to move on
now it's any reason to
go back home
that's what it's all about
yeah, and just slowin' down
get my feet back on the ground
that minute turned
into an hour 'fore I knew it
and I got my fill on pie and
how everybody's doing
I used to look for every reason in
the world to hit that door
and she said, you want
another cup of coffee
and I said, yeah, I'll take one more
Ain't it funny how it all
comes back around
I remember when I couldn't
wait to get out of her hair
and ditch this town
I was restless, a time to move on
now it's any reason to
go back home
that's what it's all about
yeah, and just slowin' down
get my feet back on the ground
and now I can't go too
many days
without checking in,
just touching base
and just slowin' down
back on the ground
I dropped by to check on
mama for a minute