Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green green grass of home The old hometown looks the same as I step down from

Make the bomb bomb beat I'll give you melody Make the song so sweet You gon' come home with me, oh Play that audio We can't live on without the rhythm (sayin', no, no) We got the stars (stars) We got audio

I have a life that's good At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song

Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green green grass of home The old hometown looks the same as I step down from

I have a life that's good At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song

As the crow flies baby, well I ain?t so far from you In a dream last night, where I heard you call my name Well you don?t know baby how I miss your sweet caress But since I don?t have wings, I can?t get home as fast as I want to Well I took it as an omen

I'll keep rolling with my baby 'Cause she's sweet that way I had to roll with my baby Went to see my sweetheart Last night around about ten She said, "Home sweet, Papa" Squeeze me every now and then We went out to a movie Stop in the very last row

Even though I'm on my own, I know I'm not alone Because I know there's someone, somewhere praying that I make it home So here's one from the heart, my life right from the start I need a home sweet home to call my own It was you that told me I could do

Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) About leavin', leavin' me behind If you ever change your mind Bring it on home to me, oh yeah You know I laughed (ha ha) when you left But now I

I was the last child, just a punk in the street Home sweet home Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up on my feet in the city Got to get back to the real nitty-gritty Yes sir, no sir Don't come