| Seemed like only yesterday, we first drove up that road
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| Looking back I see it’s more like twenty odd years ago
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| We were young and so in love, with a long long row to hoe
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| We came and went and our lives were spent up a long old dusty road
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| When we first got married, we searched to find a home
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| We found one at the end of a long old dusty road
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| We fixed it up with love and watched our children grow
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| The years flew by and we lived our lives up a long old dusty road
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| When our children came we added one room at the start
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| But what was really added on was more room in our hearts
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| Then our house went from a thing we used to a happy home
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| A place that shared a common face up a long old dusty road
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| Yeah the home is where you dream your dreams
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| It’s where your children grow
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| It’s where you take your meals, where you say your prayers
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| And the first home that you ever own is where all those memories start
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| And it always holds a special place, deep inside your heart
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| Then came we day we faced the facts our kids had grown |
| Seemed our little family had just outgrown our home
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| I didn’t believe we’d leave the hilltop we loved so
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| But there comes a time when you say good-bye to the long old dusty road
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| 'Cause a home is where you dreamed your dreams
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| It’s where all your children grow
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| It’s where you took your meals
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| Where you said your prayers
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| And the first home that you ever own
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| That’s where all those memories start
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| And it always holds a special place
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| Deep inside your heart
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| Seems like only yesterday, we first drove up that road
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| Looking back I see it’s more like twenty odd years ago
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| We were young and so in love, with a long, long row to hoe
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| We came and went and our lives were spent up a long old dusty road
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| We came and went and our lives were spent up a long old dusty road |