There's a storm across the valley, clouds are rollin' in
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The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders
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There's a truck out on the four lane a mile or more away
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The whinin' of his wheels just makes it colder.
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He's an hour away from ridin' on your prayers up in the sky
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And ten days on the road are barely gone
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There's a fire softly burnin', supper's on the stove
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But it's the light in your eyes that makes him warm.
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Hey, it's good to be back home again
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Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
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Yes and hey, it's good to be back home again.
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There's all the news to tell him, how'd you spend your time
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What's the latest thing the neighbours say
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And your mother called last Friday, sunshine made her cry
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You felt the baby move just yesterday.
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Hey, it's good to be back home again
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Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
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Yes and hey, it's good to be back home again.
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Oh, the time that I can lay this tired old body down
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Feel your fingers feather soft upon me
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The kisses that I live for, the love that lights my way
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The happiness that livin' with you brings me.
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It's the sweetest thing I know of, just spending time with you
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It's the little things that make a house a home
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Like a fire softly burnin', supper on the stove
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The light in your eyes that makes me warm.
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Hey, it's good to be back home again
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Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
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Yes and hey, it's good to be back home again.
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Hey, it's good to be back home again, you know it is
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Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
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Hey, its good to be back home again
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I said, hey, it's good to be back home again.
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Back Home Again
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| John Fogerty |
