Momma put a Bible in my glove boz A hot homemade apple pie on the passenger seat She said you'll always be my baby And she planted a kss and a couple tears on my cheek Dad slipped me some travelin' cash Threw a map with a highlighted route on the dash And I realize, as i look back, that They weren't just saying goodbye They weren't just seeing me off They were just making sure that I Don't forget where I'm from Go out there and do your family proud son Momma loved and Daddy worked And lived their lives just to make sure i know My way back home I can still smell Momma's kitchen And feel every single prayer she says for me I can point these wheels toward that sunset Without a fear, without a doubt, Daddy says, "Go for that dream" I left behind a pie-crumb trail Just in case I get lost, fall flat, or fail And if the wind should leave my sail They weren't just saying goodbye They weren't just seeing me off They were just making sure that I Don't forget where I'm from Go out there and do your family proud son Momma loved and Daddy worked And lived their lives just to make sure i know My way back home To that door that's always open And that light that's always on To the love that's always waiting After being gone too long They weren't just saying goodbye They weren't just seeing me off They were just making sure that I Don't forget where I'm from Go out there and do your family proud son Momma loved and Daddy worked And lived their lives just to make sure i know I always know, I always know My way back home My way back homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
