Coming Home

Here's a story about a friend of mine
Yeah I won't say no names
Had a little trouble with the law
And they took him away
Called me up in there middle of the night
Cause he knew I just got paid
Man would you come and bail me out
I said brother I'm on my way

He's coming home
Right where he belongs

Looking back in the rearview mirror
As I cross that county line
I'm seeing things just a little bit clearer
Through these green jaded eyes
Plenty of beer and women
To educate my mind
If you remember then don't forget
Because the past is hard to find

Yeah I'm coming home
Right where I belong

I'm coming home
C'mon show me where you belong

My mama worked hard all my life
Just to put clothes on our backs
I used to dream of bigger things
Buy her a house and a Cadillac
I was hard to handle even harder to love
But man I loved to hear her sing
Sunday mornings in the church pew
Until she finally got her angel wings

Yeah she's coming home
Right where she belongs

She's finally home
C'mon bring her home now



Credits
Writer(s): Laramie Blair
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