Текст и слова песни Tim McGraw – Home
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
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
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