Momma's got her apron on

Standin' in the kitchen

Cookin' up my favorite dish

Whatever she is fixin'

Daddy's in a picture in a frame that's

Always sittin' by the phone



Daffodils are poppin' 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 me close as

I became a man

Where the streets are all familiar and an

Old friend shakes my hand

And I feel fine, so fine

Yeah knowin' that this road I'm wanderin' on

From time to time always leads me home



Brother he'll be waitin' with the latest

From the grapevine

Sayin' man you won't believe them

Stories bout

Those crazy friends of mine

And all them little scandals that a small

Town just can't seem to leave alone



Later on we'll sit around, bellies tight

From supper

Tellin' 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 turn to gold

And I carry them along with me wherever

I may go

And I feel fine, so fine

In knowin' that this road I'm wanderin' on

From time to time always leads me home

Back home



And when I go put some flowers down at

Daddy's stone

I see that empty space beside him

It always makes me glad that I came



Home, back home

Where the Bible and the angels

Get their wings

And the circle is unbroken when I hear those

Church bells ring

And I feel fine, you know I feel so fine

Yea knowin' that this road I'm wanderin' on

From time to time unwinds across the rivers,

Through the pines

And leads me home, back home



Yeah I'm going back home,

Back home