Home Sweet Home - Blake Shelton

I look out across corn rows from a dirt road

Baby’s kicked back in the front seat

Got her bare fit hanging out the window

We take a trip down memory lane

Dust on the truck, no chance of rain

My third generation farming friends

All pray that it’s on the way

And if it don’t show up we’ll be alright

'Cause folks 'round here wouldn’t take a million for a different life

Home sweet home

I thank my lucky stars at night

I was raised down here and raised up right

And my pride, you’ve got that right

Home sweet home

Where a little bit goes a long way

Where we shut her down on Sunday

I won’t ever get too far away

From home sweet home

Pull down to the cane bridge, park in the ditch

Folks and poles are lined up A little kid holds a stringer up Got a massive fish

I drive away with a smile on my face

Knowing that this place was blessed by God’s amazing grace

Home sweet home

I thank my lucky stars at night

I was raised down here and raised up right

And my pride, you’ve got that right

Home sweet home

Where a little bit goes a long way

Where we shut her down on Sunday

I won’t ever get too far away

From home sweet home

Know matter where I go or where the road might lead

This little speck on the map is always gonna be Home sweet home

I thank my lucky stars at night

I was raised down here and raised up right

And my pride, you’ve got that right

Home sweet home

Where a little bit goes long way

Where we shut her down on Sunday

No, I won’t ever get too far away

From home sweet home

Yeah, I’m coming home