I look out across corn rows from a dirt road   Babys kicked back in the front seat   Got her bare fit hanging out the window      We take a trip down memory lane   Dirt on the truck, no chance of rain   My third generation farming friends all pray that its on the way   And if it dont show up, we'll be alright   because folks round here wouldnt 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 long way   And we shut her down on sundays   I wont 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 mess of fish   I drive away with a smile on my face   Knowing that this place is 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 long way   And we shut her down on sundays   I wont ever get too far away   from Home sweet home      Know matter i go   or where the road might leave   this little speck on the map, will always 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   And we shut her down on sundays   I wont ever get too far away   from Home sweet home...      yeah, I'm coming home.