SEAN KEANE - HOME lyrics

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The only thing I see ahead is just

The heat rising off the road,

The rainbows I keep chasing

Keep on fading before I find

My crock of gold,

And more and more I'm thinking

That the only treasures

That I'll ever know,

Are long ago and far behind

And wrapped up in my memories of home.

CHORUS:

Home was a swimming hole and a

Fishing pole and the feel of the

Muddy road beneath my toes,

Home was a back porch swing

Where I would sit and Mama sang

'Amazing Grace' while she hung out

The clothes,

Home was an easy chair with my Daddy there

And the smell of Sunday supper on the stove,

My footsteps carry me away but in my mind,

I'm always going home.

The miles that lay behind weren't as

Hard as the miles that lay ahead

And it's too late to listen

To the words of wisdom that my Daddy said,

And the straight and narrow path he showed me

Turned into a thousand winding roads,

My footsteps carry me away but in my mind,

I'm always going home.

Chorus

And the straight and narrow path he showed me

Turned into a thousand winding roads

My footsteps carry me away but in my mind,

I'm always going home.<br />

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Thanks to razvan