Back Where I Belong

[Intro]
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There's a little shack tucked 
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back in the ?timbers
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It wasn't much back then, but it 
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was home
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Sometimes it hurts me to remember
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Just how long I've been gone

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Oh how I miss the smell of momma's 
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kitchen
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And the way she used to sing those 
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gospel songs
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Right now I wish that me and dad 
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were fishin'
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So I could tell him he was right 
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and I was wrong

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Big city nights and lights 
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surround me
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Feels like a prison to my soul
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I can hear a whipperwill, callin' 
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me home
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Oh back where I belong

[Instrumental]
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Now all the rockin' chairs are empty
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I hate to think how tall the weeds 
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have grown
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I'd give back every thing the 
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good lord gave me
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If I could just go back where I 
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belong

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Big city nights and lights 
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surround me
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Feels like a prison to my soul
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I can hear a whipperwill, callin' 
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me home

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Oh back where I belong
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Oh back where I belong