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Never thought I'd miss that little old shack where I was born<br />Never thought I'd miss that little hick town<br />But then I never thought I'd wander quite this far away<br />Or my dreams would get turned quite this upside down<br />Home and things are heavy on my mind tonight and I'd fly south if only I had wings<br />This big old world can make you miss the simple life you used to live<br />Oh what I'd give to just see home and things<br /><br />Things like my mama coolin' off her applepies and the window sill<br />And dryin' her washin' on a limb from a hickory tree<br />Things like my daddy takin' his lunch to work in a paper sack<br />And tellin' all of his buddies how proud he is of me<br />Things like the preacher standin' in the pulpit early on Sunday morning<br />Preachin' to the sinners and leadin' everybody in a prayer<br />Oh the sun was yellow and the grass was green<br />And the folks they were warm and friendly<br />And your soul could take a good deep breath of God's fresh air<br />Home and things are heavy...<br />Home and things are heavy on my mind tonight
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Never thought I'd miss that little old shack where I was born<br />Never thought I'd miss that little hick town<br />But then I never thought I'd wander quite this far away<br />Or my dreams would get turned quite this upside down<br />Home and things are heavy on my mind tonight and I'd fly south if only I had wings<br />This big old world can make you miss the simple life you used to live<br />Oh what I'd give to just see home and things<br /><br />Things like my mama coolin' off her applepies and the window sill<br />And dryin' her washin' on a limb from a hickory tree<br />Things like my daddy takin' his lunch to work in a paper sack<br />And tellin' all of his buddies how proud he is of me<br />Things like the preacher standin' in the pulpit early on Sunday morning<br />Preachin' to the sinners and leadin' everybody in a prayer<br />Oh the sun was yellow and the grass was green<br />And the folks they were warm and friendly<br />And your soul could take a good deep breath of God's fresh air<br />Home and things are heavy...<br />Home and things are heavy on my mind tonight
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