There's a storm across the valley, clouds are rollin' in
The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders.
There's a truck out on the four lane a mile or more away
The whinin' of his wheels just makes it colder.
He's an hour away from ridin' on your prayers up in the sky,
And ten days on the road are barely gone,
There's a fire softly burnin', supper's on the stove,
But it's the light in your eyes that makes him warm,
Hey, it's good to be back home again,
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend,
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
The kisses that I live for, the love that lights my way,
The happiness that livin' with you brings me.
It's the sweetest thing I know of just spending time with you
It's the little things that make a house a home.
Like a fire softly burnin' and supper on the stove and the
Light in your eyes that make me warm.
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
Sometimes this old arm feels like a long-lost friend.
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend.
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders.
There's a truck out on the four lane a mile or more away
The whinin' of his wheels just makes it colder.
He's an hour away from ridin' on your prayers up in the sky,
And ten days on the road are barely gone,
There's a fire softly burnin', supper's on the stove,
But it's the light in your eyes that makes him warm,
Hey, it's good to be back home again,
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend,
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
The kisses that I live for, the love that lights my way,
The happiness that livin' with you brings me.
It's the sweetest thing I know of just spending time with you
It's the little things that make a house a home.
Like a fire softly burnin' and supper on the stove and the
Light in your eyes that make me warm.
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
Sometimes this old arm feels like a long-lost friend.
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend.
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
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Almost heaven West Virginia Blue ridge mountains Shenandoah River Life is old there older than the trees yo...
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You fill up my senses like a night in the forest like the mountains in springtime like a walk in the rain li...
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