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There's a storm across the valley, Clouds are rolling in,
the afternoon lies heavy on your shoulders
There's a truck out on the four lane, a mile or more away, and the whining of his wheels
just makes it colder.
He's an hour away from riding on his prayers up in the sky, and ten days on the road
are barely gone, like a fire softly burning , suppers on the stove its the light in your eyes, that
keeps him warm
Hey its good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend...yes
and hey its good to be back home again.
there's all the news to tell him, How you've spent your time
and what's the latest thing the neighbors say
and your mother called last friday, sunshine made her cry and you
felt the baby move just yesterday
repeat chorus Once time
and all the time that i can lay this tired old body down
to feel your fingers feather soft upon me
the kisses that i live for the love the lites my way
the happiness of living with you brings me
Its the sweetest thing i know of, just spending time with you
its the little things that make a house a home
Like a fire softyl burning, suppers on the stove
and its the lite in your eyes that makes me warm.
repeat chorus one time
I said hey its good to be back home again...