Back Home Again (John Denver) time with you, It's the little things that make
a house a home. Like a fire softly burnin',
There's a storm across the valley, clouds are supper on the stove, The light in your eyes that
rollin' in. The afternoon is heavy on your makes me warm.
shoulders. There's a truck out on the four-lane,
a mile or more away. The whinin' of his wheels [chorus]
just makes it colder.
He's an hour away from ridin' on your prayers up
in the sky, And ten days on the road are barely
gone. There's a fire softly burnin', supper's on
the stove, But it's the light in your eyes that
makes him warm.
Hey, it's good to be back home again.
Sometimes this old farm fells like a
long-lost friend. Yes, and hey it's
good to be back home again.
There's all the news to tell him, how'd you
spend your time, What's the latest thing the
neighbors say? And your mother called last
Friday, "Sunshine" made her cry, You felt the
baby move just yesterday.
And oh, the time that I can lay this tired old
body down, Feel your fingers feather soft upon
me. The kisses that I live for, the love that
lights my way, The happiness that livin' with
you brings me.
It's the sweetest thing I know of, just spending