The House That Built Me

If you’ve ever gone back to school several years after you left the place, and wanted to capture your feelings – then this is the song you’re feeling.

 

I know they say you can’t go home again.
I just had to come back one last time.
Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam.
But these hand prints on the front steps are mine.
Up those stairs, in that little back bedroom
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar.
And I bet you didn’t know under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard.

 

 

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