I Miss My Home

When I grew up you know we had no family dollar
And the highway was the far side of this town
If you didn't have the cash you'd simply barter
Or play the honky-tonks for a rowdy crowd
Friday night we'd all come out for football
And Saturday we'd have some drinks with friends
Come Sunday mornin' service at the church house
Sunday afternoon football again

Years go by, how you've grown
I miss my family out on this road
Years go by, how you've changed
Nothin' ever stays the same
I miss my home

The leaves all fall and in sweeps the winter
The snow it piles up at your front door
The old man still shovels off the walkways
Yea his same routine for forty years or more
There were wood stove puffs, the smoke above the courthouse
The wind it chills you clear down to the bone
Come April that sun shines high above us
And the thunderstorms seem to linger in alone

Years go by, how you've grown
I miss my family out on this road
Years go by, how you've changed
Nothin' ever stays the same
I miss my home

Now the days go by like a lonesome speeding bullet
One year gone and closer to death
Generations watch their children raise their children
Come Friday night football starts again

Years go by, how you've grown
I miss my family out on this road
Years go by, how you've changed
Nothin' ever stays the same
I miss my home