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There's a storm across the valley,
clouds are rollin' in
The afternoon is heavy on your shoul-ders.
There's a truck out on the four
lane, a mile or more away
The whinin' of his wheels just makes
it colder.
He's an hour away from
ridin' on your prayers up in the sky
And ten days on the road are barely
gone.
There's a fire softly burning; supper's
on the stove
But it's the light in your eyes
that makes him warm.
Hey, it's good to be back home a-gain
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes, 'n, hey it's good to be back home again
After all the news to tell him: how's
you spend your time?
And what's the latest thing the
neighbors say
And your mother called last friday;
"Sunshine" made her cry
And you felt the baby move just
yesterday.
And oh, the time that I can lay this tired old body down
And feel your fingers feather soft up-on me
The kisses that I live for, the love that lights my way
The happiness that livin' with you brings me.
It's the sweetest thing I know of,
just spending time with you
It's the little things that make
a house a home.
Like a fire softly burning and supper
on the stove.
And the light in your eyes that
makes me warm.
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