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Brandon Lay

Backroad Home

 

Backroad Home


We tried that city life but we always knew
A life like ours needs a little more room
We cross that county line, yeah we couldn't turn back
Your eyes lit up, I love you looking like that

And I realize no more red lights
Just big stars in the sky
We were way out, took a look around
Saw that for-sale sign, took it down

We've got a little slice of heaven where the road meets the dust
Grassy fifty acres I know God made for us
It's a country paradise but I can't do it alone
Baby it takes you to make this backroad home

Sitting on the front porch early morning fall
You make the cornbread and I'll chop up the logs
Look what we did, yeah we made a couple kids
They said I couldn't raise 'em to like a place like this

No more traffic, just a tractor
And the one that said yes when I asked her
This clear blue dream come true
Wouldn't mean a thing without you

We've got a little slice of heaven where the road meets the dust
Grassy fifty acres I know God made for us
It's a country paradise but I can't do it alone
Baby it takes you to make this backroad home
This backroad home
Yeah, this backroad home
Ooh yeah, this backroad home, woo
Baby it takes you to make this backroad home, come on

We've got a little slice of heaven where the road meets the dust
Grassy fifty acres I know God made for us
It's a country paradise but I can't do it alone
Baby it takes you to make this backroad home
This backroad home
Yeah, this backroad home
Ooh yeah, this backroad home, yeah
Baby it takes you to make this backroad home

Yeah where the black bears go
Build a little fire in the field, end up smelling like smoke
Take a little dive in the creek, we can let the river flow
Baby it takes you to make this backroad home

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