An original I wrote on my way home from the beach.
Just me... I occasionally sit in with friends
Lyrics
With a worn out guitar and a couple of songs
I headed out on my own
Running away, hoping to find
A better man than I was leavin' behind
So I hit the road in my old truck
Mama's in the driveway wishing me luck
She turns away as she wipes a tear
And says Son your always welcome here
Back home, Where your family is
It doesn't matter where you go or where you've been
And Strangers get treated like next of Kin
Back home, Where your family is
And Daddy's there to listen, there's nothing to fear
You know your always welcome here....Back Home
I spent a few lost years moving around
Playing these gigs in no-where towns
Writing my songs, hoping to find
The man Mama always seen inside
One night I was sitting in an empty bar
An old man came up and grabbed my guitar
He strummed a few chords with a smile on his face
and we both started singing amazing grace, I was...
Back home, Where your family is
It doesn't matter where you go or where you've been
And Strangers get treated like next of Kin
Back home, Where your family is
And Daddy's there to listen, there's nothing to fear
You know your always welcome here....Back Home
And Daddy's there to listen, there's nothing to fear
You know your always welcome here....Back Home
