<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=103577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mamas got her apron on<br>Standing in the kitchen<br>Cooking up my favorite dish<br>Whatever she is fixing<br>Daddys in a picture in a frame<br>Thats always sitting by the phone<br>Daffodils are popping up<br>Out behind the clothesline<br>Underneath that tree I planted<br>When I was just a boy of nine<br>Man I never can believe<br>Just how much its grown when I go<br>Home<br>Back home<br>To the gentle place that held be close<br>As I became a man<br>And the streets are all familiar<br>And an old friend shakes my hand<br>And I feel fine<br>So fine<br>Yeah, knowing that this road Im wandering on<br>From time to time<br>It always leads me home<br>Brother, hell be waiting with the<br>Latest from the grapevine, saying<br>Man you wont believe them stories<br>About those crazy friends of mine<br>And all them little scandals<br>That a small town cant seem to leave alone<br>Later on well sit around<br>Bellies tight from supper<br>Telling all them stories<br>That we just cant get enough of<br>And somewhere in an honest laugh<br>Itll finally hit me that im<br>Home<br>Back home<br>Where the memories all have gathered up<br>And slowly turned to gold<br>And I carry them along with me wherever I may go<br>And I feel fine<br>So fine<br>In knowing that this road Im wandering on<br>From time to time<br>It always leads me home<br>Back home<br>Well I go and put some flowers down at daddys stone<br>And I see that empty space beside him<br>It always makes me glad that I came<br>Home<br>Back home<br>Where the Bible is the bible<br>And the angels get their wings<br>And the circle is unbroken<br>When I hear them church bells ring<br>And I feel fine<br>You know I feel so fine<br>Yeah, knowing that this road Im wandering on<br>From time to time unwinds<br>Cross the rivers, through the pines<br>It always leads me home<br>Back home<br>Yeah Im going back home<br>Back home</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Tim McGraw - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=103577" data-title="Home" data-description="Mamas got her apron on Standing in the kitchen Cooking up my favorite dish Whatever she is fixing Daddys in a picture in a frame Thats always sitting by the phone Daffodils are popping up Out behind the clothesline Underneath that tree I planted W..."></div> </div> </div>

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