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Early in the mornin 'fore the sun comes up Wood's burnin' in the stove Coffee's stirrin' in his cup He's chompin' at the dish to get his young'ns outta bed Check the baskets at the creek Get the hogs and chickens fed By the time we get to town the church crowd will be gone Grand daddy grins Sunday sure is a blessing when you're livin' down home
Down home, everybody's got one Down home, the place that you come from Down home, it's something that your momma said It ain't just a good place for you to lay your head
It's on the way to pick up crickets Stoppin' by at Uncle Johnny's Askin' if he'll make you fishin' Oh, and he won't probably Aunt Dot's got a honey do list a mile long She bought the pants, hemmed them up and put them on Wears them everywhere she goes He just tags along Oh, 'cause love is unconditional when you're livin' down home
Down home, everybody's got one Down home, the place that you come from Down home, it's something that your daddy said It ain't just a good place for you to lay your head
Later in the evening with his babies back in bed Yellow belly, bream and crickets still hoppin' through our head I say 'Thank you Lord for Grandpa and all my family Days like today sure mean the world to me I understand you have a plan when we up and go' (One...) Do we ever really leave when we're livin' down home?
Down home, Heaven's on a rural route Down home, forever never runs out Down home, it's always blue skies Down home, angels wave when they fly by Way down home, you can see past tomorrow Down home, there's never any sorrow Down home, it's something Jesus said It ain't just a good place for us to lay our head
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