| Eatin' strawberry pie in a mid-town diner
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| Next thing you know you’re back in South Carolina
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| Stuffin' your mouth at Grandma’s house
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| Then a lady in a booth gets onto her kids
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| Lays down the law like your mama did
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| And it makes you smile 'cause every once in a while
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| We all go home to a place and a time
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| In our hearts and our minds
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| That we just can’t outgrow
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| There’s a tie that’ll bind you
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| And love that’ll find you
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| No matter where you go
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| Someday, someway we all go home
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| You tell yourself the grass is greener
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| That Podunk town ain’t the place for a dreamer
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| Throw a dart at a map and you don’t look back
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| Try to change your clothes and the way you talk
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| One day you slip on that Southern drawl
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| And you have to laugh, yeah, just like that
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| We all go home to a place and a time
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| In our hearts and our minds
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| That we just can’t outgrow
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| There’s a tie that’ll bind you
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| And love that’ll find you
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| No matter where you go
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| Someday, someway we all go home
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| The choir sings and the preacher talks
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| Six of your old friends take you for a walk
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| Up that shady hill, yeah, someday they will
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| We all go, we all go home
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| There’s a tie that’ll bind you
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| And love that’ll find you
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| No matter where you go
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| Someday, someway we all go home
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| We all go home
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| We all go home
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| We all go home
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| We all go home |