Lyrics It's Home - Scott Owen

Growin' up I was eight years old
The first time I wanted out on my own
Mom and Dad were just too strict
They wouldn't let me go down to the crick
And from there it just got worse
When I couldn't help a young man's thirst
So when time came to go to school
I headed out under my own rules

But the biggest thing I learned
When I returned

It's that last left turn down that old back road
The fresh cut hay fillin' up my nose
That big ol' barn comin' into view
The old man's truck sittin' right there too
The sound of my Momma's sweet hello
The moment I walk through that front door
It's the best place I've ever known
Woah oh ho ho
It's home

Now I got home after graduatin'
I moved in with my folks while I had the patience
But after school and livin' on your own
That thought of independence don't leave you alone
So of course I moved out
Closer to work that I had in town

But still on most Sundays
I'm headed straight

For that last left turn down that old back road
The fresh cut hay fillin' up my nose
That big ol' barn comin' into view
The old man's truck sittin' right there too
The sound of my Momma's sweet hello
The moment I walk through that front door
It's the best place I've ever known
Woah oh ho ho
It's home

And maybe
You know one day
I'll have a family of my own
And if I'm so lucky
I'll have them thinkin'

It's that last left turn
Down that old back road
The best place they have ever known