Home

I've been travelling around the country ever since I can remember
And the people that I meet just suit me fine
But anywhere you see me going chances are that I done been there
So when I need a little piece of mind

I go home, home
Where the mockingbirds are singing a pretty melody
Home, home
Where nothing short of heaven's waiting there for me

Picture the morning sun, a white rail
Fence and watch the man over it son
There's a new born baby calf down in the barn
Have your morning cup of coffee in the country air, oh listen
It's a hundred million miles away from home

I go home, home
Where the mockingbirds are singing a pretty melody
Home, home
Where nothing short of heaven's waiting there for me
Where nothing short of heaven's waiting there for me