Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Welcome Home, artist - Rehab.
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Welcome Home |
Welcome home |
Where the faucets drip at night |
Welcome home |
Where the screen door don’t hang right |
Welcome home |
The only place you’ll ever fight |
Because you love |
Over and over again |
Chicken on the grill; |
hole in the wall where I got ill |
Comin home late smellin like a still; |
Mom waited up to get in my grill |
I swear my dad caught me becomin a man |
Came with the bail money; |
did the best he can |
A cross on the wall; |
a bible on the table |
Under a full moon, drinkin the black label |
Standin on a screened-in porch that lean |
Chiefin the good leaf; |
feelin the breeze |
Momma said everyday hit your knees |
And give thanks that you’re alive |
Oh, take it to the house |
take it to the house; |
take it to the |
take it to the |
take it to the house |
Welcome home |
Where the faucets drip at night |
Welcome home |
Where the screen door don’t hang right |
Welcome home |
The only place you’ll ever fight |
Because you love |
Over and over again |
Think about the years |
Troubles of the world don’t matter here |
Talk about chevrolets over a beer |
Don’t gotta worry about what I hear |
Because ya know its all said in love |
Sometimes pushin comes to shove |
And we forgive, but we don’t forget |
And its okay to be full of it |
Cuz we all know who we messin with |
Car in the yard over run by weeds |
I remember when I used to climb that tree |
When I was young and dumb |
Oh |
Oh, take it to the house |
Take it to the house; |
take it to the |
Take it to the; |
take it to the house |
Welcome home |
Where the faucets drip at night |
Welcome home |
Where the screen door don’t hang right |
Welcome home |
The only place you’ll ever fight |
Because you love |
Over and over again |
What a beautiful day |
Lookin back and thinkin bout the people that I’m missin |
You can hear 'em in the breeze and the trees if ya listen |
Some are in the ground and some are in prison |
Now I remember momma hangin clothes on the line |
Way back before I opened my mind |
And got hip to the guilt, hard times, and fear |
And I’m just damn glad to be here |
Welcome home |
Where the faucets drip at night |
Welcome home |
Where the screen door don’t hang right |
Welcome home |
The only place you’ll ever fight |
Because you love |
Over and over again |