Daddy worked out in the lumber yard by the road carrying the load the he could We'd see him from the highway when mom would drive us to he looked so small between rows of wood
He'd come around supper time, kick the sawdust off his boots my baby brother in his arms I was five years old but I remember it so well, I learned what love was there in our single-wide home
It was a home on a dead-end gravel road On the side of my grandaddy's land We had a fifteen acre and it was a paradise to me Lord, i wish i go home again
We got cable back in '85, Fifty chanels the world to me And the cartoons and the evening news taught me how tio be of guns and drugs and
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 single-wide and I had a bible in my hand Jesus me from my sins
As I've gotten older I've drifted away, Lord I wish I could go again i i could go home again
Now trailer's in the scrap yard.. out by the interstate, where all the strangers come in When grandad died they sold the down the timber.. and started building
It was a home, just off Jackson Trail before the developers moved in It's all up now by track houses and rows
Oh, and I wish I could go home again I wish I go home again To a home Ohh, oh, oh