sky. The cactus blooms in the early morning sun Where the nightwings sing and eagles fly. The clouds paint pictures in the sky. The coyotes howl tells you when the day is done I'm coming home, this
sound check it with Ray Open the Garden up for Marvin and I'm speakin' on Gaye. God bless 'em where they rest and 'ever they may lay. And now they're Sweet home Alabama, where the skies are so blue
Wish I were with you but I couldn't stay . Every direction leads me away . Pray for tomorrow but for today . All I want is to be home . . Stand in the mirror, you look the same . Just lookin' for
much I want you to know. . Chorus. When I finally make it home when I finally make it home. . Then I'll gaze upon the throne of the King frozen in my steps and all the questions that I. Swore I
More conquest more proud division. Another rape for a strong man it scares you into submission. Now's the time to face the home rule. It's our find,. Never give it back our kind. Shut 'em out
Home - Alan Jackson. In a small town down in Georgia over forty years ago. Her maiden name was Musik til she met that Jackson boy. They married young like folks did then, not a penny to their name
I gotta get home there's a garden to tend. There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic. Whistling static. When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up