Don't It Make You Want to Go Home
The mornin' paper is readin' like a scroll
Like the headlines from 2000 years ago
Everywhere I look, I see the signs
My heart's tellin' me, it's almost time
Don't it make you want to go home
Run through those gates and fall in Jesus arms
And all the cares of this world will be gone
Don't it make ya, don't it make you wanna go home
I can't wait to sit at Jesus feet
To hear Him say, welcome home to Me
I can almost feel His warm embrace
And His nail scarred hands as they wipe my tears away
Don't it make you want to go home
Run through those gates and fall in Jesus arms
And all the cares of this world will be gone
Don't it make ya, don't it make you wanna go home
Far away from this world of pain
God's prepared a perfect place
And I can't stop thinking about it, I'm so homesick for it
Don't it make you wanna go home
Don't it make you wanna go home
Run through those gates and fall in Jesus arms
And all the cares of this world will be gone
Don't it make ya and don't it make you wanna go
Don't it make you wanna go home
Run through those gates and straight
To heaven's throne and fall in Jesus arms
Don't it make ya, don't it make you wanna go home
Yeah, yes, I wanna go home
Yeah, yes, I wanna go home
Like the headlines from 2000 years ago
Everywhere I look, I see the signs
My heart's tellin' me, it's almost time
Don't it make you want to go home
Run through those gates and fall in Jesus arms
And all the cares of this world will be gone
Don't it make ya, don't it make you wanna go home
I can't wait to sit at Jesus feet
To hear Him say, welcome home to Me
I can almost feel His warm embrace
And His nail scarred hands as they wipe my tears away
Don't it make you want to go home
Run through those gates and fall in Jesus arms
And all the cares of this world will be gone
Don't it make ya, don't it make you wanna go home
Far away from this world of pain
God's prepared a perfect place
And I can't stop thinking about it, I'm so homesick for it
Don't it make you wanna go home
Don't it make you wanna go home
Run through those gates and fall in Jesus arms
And all the cares of this world will be gone
Don't it make ya and don't it make you wanna go
Don't it make you wanna go home
Run through those gates and straight
To heaven's throne and fall in Jesus arms
Don't it make ya, don't it make you wanna go home
Yeah, yes, I wanna go home
Yeah, yes, I wanna go home
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Rodriguez, Leonard Ahlstrom, Eddie Carswell
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