Sean Keane Lyrics
"Home"

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The only thing I see ahead is just
The heat rising off the road,
The rainbows I keep chasing
Keep on fading before I find
My crock of gold,
And more and more I'm thinking
That the only treasures
That I'll ever know,
Are long ago and far behind
And wrapped up in my memories of home.

CHORUS:

Home was a swimming hole and a
Fishing pole and the feel of the
Muddy road beneath my toes,
Home was a back porch swing
Where I would sit and Mama sang
'Amazing Grace' while she hung out
The clothes,
Home was an easy chair with my Daddy there
And the smell of Sunday supper on the stove,
My footsteps carry me away but in my mind,
I'm always going home.

The miles that lay behind weren't as
Hard as the miles that lay ahead
And it's too late to listen
To the words of wisdom that my Daddy said,
And the straight and narrow path he showed me
Turned into a thousand winding roads,
My footsteps carry me away but in my mind,
I'm always going home.

Chorus

And the straight and narrow path he showed me
Turned into a thousand winding roads
My footsteps carry me away but in my mind,
I'm always going home.

Thanks to razvan