Song Description

Country Pop - Guitar Vocal

Lyrics

GOOD TO BE HOME
(Warren Boutros)
 
Ducks on a pond under dogwood blossoms
Wind flowing wild over fields of cotton
I'm back in the town that I could not wait to leave
When I was seventeen
 
Rambling along through dreams and cities
Forgot Alabama could look so pretty
Sunlight in my hair and wind on my face
 
And it sure is sweet to be here again
Like some old familiar long lost friend
It's the place I go when the world makes me feel small
 
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Good to be home, Good to be back
Good to get grounded yea, right back on track
Something 'bout this earth beneath my feet, sets me free
Good to be loved, Good to be known
After miles and miles of empty roads
It's the only place I'll never be alone
Good to be home
 
Sipping iced tea on the porch and dreaming
Screen door slams and I get this feeling
I can still smell grandma's cooking long ago
Hard to let go
 
But it's in my blood and in my veins
Changes come but the boy remains
It's the place I go that reminds me who I am
 
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BRIDGE:
Oh I may not stay that long I know
Just rejuvenate my soul
But whenever I'm lost, I know where I'm going
 
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