Daddy worked out in the yard by the cemetery road the load the best he could We'd see him from the highway when mom would drive us to he looked so small between those of wood
He'd come home around supper time, the sawdust off his boots take my brother in his arms I was only five years old but I remember it so well, I learned what was there in our single-wide home
It was a single-wide home on a gravel road On the back side of my grandaddy's We had a acre playground and it was a paradise to me Lord, i wish i could go home
We got cable back in '85, Fifty chanels the world to me And the cartoons and the evening taught me how tio be afraid of guns and and poverty
I cried "mama, oh mama, I don't ever want to leave" and she "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 home and I had a bible in my hand Jesus saved me my sins
As I've gotten older drifted away, Lord I wish I could go home again i wish i could go home
Now that trailer's in the scrap yard.. out by the interstate, where all the strangers in When grandad died they the property tore down the timber.. and building
It was a home, just off Jackson Trail Back before the moved in all covered up now by track houses and rows
Oh, and Lord I wish I could go again I wish I could go again To a home Ohh, oh, oh