| When i get back home yeah
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| I’ll sleep in my own bed
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| I’ll wake up at noon
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| Let the sunlight clear my head
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| And i’ll carry my guitar
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| Over my shoulder like a friend
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| And i’ll walk barefoot down the road
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| When i get back home
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| When i get back home
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| I’ll help you hang those ferry lights
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| Reach beyond the lawn
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| We’ll even sing and talk all night
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| I cant wait to hear the stories
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| Bout what happened when i’ve been gone
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| Yeah i’ll drink in every word
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| When i get back home
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| All the things we took for granted
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| When this town was all we had
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| Nothing went just how we planned it
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| But there aint no turning back
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| When i get back home
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| It feels like beer in your arms
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| Yeah i know where i belong
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| When i get back home
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| When i get back home
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| I’ll take a break from this rat race
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| I’ll turn off my phone
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| To all now talking face to face
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| Cause it’s all about where you’re going
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| When you’re out there on your own
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| But i’ll happily go nowhere
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| When i get back home
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| All the things we took for granted
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| When this town was all we had
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| Nothing went just how we planned it
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| But there aint no turning back
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| When i get back home
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| It feels like beer in your arms
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| Yeah i know where i belong
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| When i get back home
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| And i know it gets hard
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| But can feel so wrong
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| But we see the same stars
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| When the cold night comes
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| If you ever wake up lost
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| Just let them lead you home
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| Yeah you know where you belong
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| All the things we took for granted
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| When this town was all we had
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| Nothing went just how we planned it
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| But there aint no turning back
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| When i get back home
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| It feels like beer in your arms
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| Yeah i know where i belong
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| Yeah i know where i belong
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| I know where i belong
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| When i get back home |