I know they say you can’t go home again I just had to come back one last time Ma’am know you don’t me from Adam But these handprints 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 I bet you didn’t under that live oak My favorite dog is buried in the yard
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it’s like I’m someone else I thought that maybe could find myself If I could just come in I swear I’ll Won’t take nothing but a memory From the house that built me
Mama cut out pictures of houses for years From Better Homes and Gardens magazine Plans were drawn and concrete poured Nail by nail and board by board Daddy gave to mama’s dream
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it’s like I’m someone else I thought that maybe I could find myself If I could just come I swear I’ll leave Won’t take nothing but a memory From the house that built me
You leave home you move on and you do the best you can got lost in this old world and forgot who I am
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it’s like I’m someone else I thought that maybe I could find myself If I walk around I I’ll leave Won’t take nothing but a memory From the house that built me