Home

Lookin' out of my window pane
Tears mingling with the rain
I'm so lonesome I could cry just like old Hank
Staring down on the city street
Feeling empty and incomplete
There's a place I need to be to fill my tank
A place I can go where I can be free
Where I can be happy and just be me
Home, where the warm wind's blowin' and the river's flowing along
Like a lazy bum in the midday sun
And I've gone fishin' with my pole at the fishin' hole
Where I can lay down my heavy load
And know that I am always welcome home
I left home, I was seventeen
I had a lot of ambitious dreams
Seen a lot of those dreams come true, I've had good luck
I ain't complaining and that's for sure
I've got a lot to be thankful for
One of those things is a magic door that opens up
Back to the time when I was a kid
To the sound of the crickets and the katydids
It's called home
On the front porch swinging and fern pots hanging
Home, with the church bells ringing and voices singing
Old songs that's are in my mind
Like a stitch in time where the tea is sweet and the love's complete
I wanna go home
I often think about where I have been
Where I am going, and that's about when
I think about home
Where the soul finds comfort and the heart finds pleasure
Home, where the depths of love is heard to measure
Home, I hear you callin', I hear you callin'
I've never been lost as long as I know
There's a place like that where I can go
Where I can restore my weary soul
On the mountain slopes of the soft blue smoke
Home, home sweet home
Home, back to the hills and the way-back-whens
Home, with the fireflies blinkin' and the night stars winkin'
Home, honeysuckle vine and musky fine wine at
Home, where the tombsing grows and the shady groves of
Home, with family and friends and joy that never ends
Home, there's no place like it, no place like it
Home