Daddy worked out in the yard by the cemetery road the load the best he could We'd see him from the highway mom would drive us to town he so small between those rows of wood
He'd home around supper time, kick the sawdust off his boots my baby brother in his arms I was only five years old but I remember it so well, I learned what love was there in our home
It was a home on a dead-end gravel road On the back side of my grandaddy's We had a fifteen acre playground and it was a to me Lord, i i could go home again
We got cable back in '85, Fifty chanels were the to me And the cartoons and the evening news me how tio be afraid of guns and drugs and
I "mama, oh mama, I don't ever want to leave" and she said "son, one day you'll be on your own, but jesus died so you might live and you don't have to be afraid" yeah, I found God there in our single home
It was a single-wide and I had a bible in my hand saved me from my sins
As gotten older I've drifted away, Lord I wish I could go home again i wish i could go home
Now that trailer's in the yard.. out by the interstate, where all the strangers come in When grandad died sold the property down the timber.. and started building
It was a single-wide home, just off Trail Back before the developers in all covered up now by track houses and rows
Oh, and Lord I wish I go home again I wish I could go home To a home Ohh, oh, oh