In a small town down in Georgia over forty years ago Her maiden name was Musik til she met that Jackson boy They married young like folks did then, not a penny to their name But they believe the one you vow to love Should always stay that same And on the land his daddy gave him, a foundation under way For a love to last forever or until their dying day They built a bond that's strong enough to stand the test of time And a place for us to turn to when our lives were in a bind And they made their house from a tool shed Grandaddy rolled down on two logs And they built walls all around it And they made that house a home They taught us 'bout good living They taught is right and wrong Lord there'll never be another place In this world I'll call home My momma raised five children, four girls then there was me She found her strength with faith in God and love of family She never had a social life, home was all she knew Except the time she took a job, to play a bill or two My daddy skinned his knuckles on the cars that he repaired He never earned much money but he gave us all he had He never made the front page but he did the best he could And folks drove their cars from miles around To let him look underneath the hood And they made their house from a tool shed Grandaddy rolled down on two logs And they built walls all around it And they made that house a home They taught us 'bout good living They taught is right and wrong Lord there'll never be another place In this world I'll call home No there'll never be another place in this world That I'll call home