| They pulled up in a pick up truck
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| That held everything they owned
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| He unlocked the door and carried her
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| Over their new threshold
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| They stood there, tears in their eyes
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| Neither one could speak
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| Hand in hand, room by room, oh it was everything
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| Three bedrooms, two baths, one car garage
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| Front porch with a swing at one end
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| A little over an acre lot all wrapped in a white picket fence
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| It was more than a house, it was home sweet home
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| Where all their dreams came true
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| 302 South Maple Avenue
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| Second mortgage, two kids later
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| They were still goin' strong
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| They came through all kinds of changes
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| And did some addin' on They filled each room with memories
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| That money could not buy
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| They weren’t rich, but that old house
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| Had a wealth of love inside
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| Three bedrooms, two baths, one car garage
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| Front porch with a swing at one end
|
| A little over an acre lot all wrapped in a white picket fence
|
| It was more than a house, it was home sweet home
|
| Where all their dreams came true
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| 302 South Maple Avenue
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| They’re older now and the kids are gone
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| Talk about a smaller place
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| But the life they shared together there
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| Won’t let them move away
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| Three bedrooms, two baths, one car garage
|
| Front porch with a swing at one end
|
| A little over an acre lot all wrapped in a white picket fence
|
| It was more than a house, it was home sweet home
|
| Where all their dreams came true
|
| 302 South Maple Avenue
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| 302 South Maple Avenue |