Mama's got her apron on
  Standing in the kitchen
  Cooking up my favorite dish
  Whatever she is fixing
  Daddy's in a picture in a frame
  That's always sitting by the phone
    Daffodils are popping up
  Out behind the clothesline
  Underneath that tree I planted
  When I was just a boy of nine
  Man I never can believe
  Just how much it's grown when I go
    Home
  Back home
  To the gentle place that held be close
  As I became a man
  And the streets are all familiar
  And an old friend shakes my hand
  And I feel fine
  So fine
  Yeah, knowing that this road I'm wandering on
  From time to time
  It always leads me home
    Brother, he'll be waiting with the
  Latest from the grapevine, saying
  Man you won't believe them stories
  About those crazy friends of mine
  And all them little scandals
  That a small town can't seem to leave alone
    Later on we'll sit around
  Bellies tight from supper
  Telling all them stories
  That we just can't get enough of
  And somewhere in an honest laugh
  It'll finally hit me that I'm
    Home
  Back home
  Where the memories all have gathered up
  And slowly turned to gold
  And I carry them along with me wherever I may go
  And I feel fine
  So fine
  In knowing that this road I'm wandering on
  From time to time
  It always leads me home
  Back home
    Well I go and put some flowers down at daddy's stone
  And I see that empty space beside him
  It always makes me glad that I came
    Home
  Back home
  Where the Bible is the Bible
  And the angels get their wings
  And the circle is unbroken
  When I hear them church bells ring
  And I feel fine
  You know I feel so fine
  Yeah, knowing that this road I'm wandering on
  From time to time unwinds
  Cross the rivers, through the pines
  It always leads me home
    Back home
  Yeah I'm going back home
  Back home