Momma's food,
Kept our stomachs full of goodness,
Papa's words,
Kept us laughing all the while,
Brother's mood,
Always has us fighting endlessly,
But sister's love,
Always kept the house so warm,
And sometimes,
Mom could never say enough,
Dad would then lay down the law,
That family is everything,
My sweet home,
Full of apple trees for the picking,
My sweet dog,
Rolls on over through the grass,
My hometown,
Full of women all the wild,
Maybe I'll go talk to her,
Maybe ill go home with her,
But it doesn't seem quite likely,
Guess that's ok too...
My momma says I'm too handsome anyway,
All it takes is a special kind,
But don't be fooled by those devil eyes,
You know sometimes I do miss home...
Momma's food, papa's words,
Brother's mood, my sister's love...
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