| I look out across corn rows from a dirt road
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| Baby’s kicked back in the front seat
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| Got her bare fit hanging out the window
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| We take a trip down memory lane
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| Dust on the truck, no chance of rain
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| My third generation farming friends
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| All pray that it’s on the way
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| And if it don’t show up we’ll be alright
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| 'Cause folks 'round here wouldn’t take a million for a different life
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| Home sweet home
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| I thank my lucky stars at night
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| I was raised down here and raised up right
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| And my pride, you’ve got that right
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| Home sweet home
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| Where a little bit goes a long way
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| Where we shut her down on Sunday
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| I won’t ever get too far away
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| From home sweet home
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| Pull down to the cane bridge, park in the ditch
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| Folks and poles are lined up A little kid holds a stringer up Got a massive fish
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| I drive away with a smile on my face
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| Knowing that this place was blessed by God’s amazing grace
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| Home sweet home
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| I thank my lucky stars at night
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| I was raised down here and raised up right
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| And my pride, you’ve got that right
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| Home sweet home
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| Where a little bit goes a long way
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| Where we shut her down on Sunday
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| I won’t ever get too far away
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| From home sweet home
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| Know matter where I go or where the road might lead
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| This little speck on the map is always gonna be Home sweet home
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| I thank my lucky stars at night
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| I was raised down here and raised up right
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| And my pride, you’ve got that right
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| Home sweet home
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| Where a little bit goes long way
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| Where we shut her down on Sunday
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| No, I won’t ever get too far away
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| From home sweet home
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| Yeah, I’m coming home |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Home Sweet Home , by - Blake Shelton. Song from the album The Blake Shelton Collection, in the genre Кантри