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