LYRIC

When sunset in the sky,
And flowers never die, yeas
And friends don't pass you by,
Because that's my home
Oh where the folks say howdedo.
And they really mean it too.
Where mamas love is true,
Because that's my home

I'm always welcomed back,
No matter where I roam.
Just a little old shack to me,
Is home sweet home.
Where the swanny river flows.
Where the shady pine trees grow.
Then I know that's my home

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