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letra de right back home - callie prince

[verse 1]
i miss those sunday afternoons and mama’s home cooking
fishing on the weekends, reeling in a good one
muddy dirty roads and river banks and old road swings
friday night lights and yelling for the home team
a place so small you’ll miss it if you blink
i really miss that little town
but does it ever miss me?

[chorus]
it’s like you can’t breathe and you might drown
when your dreams are too big for a small town
when it’s time for moving on
you gotta get out and get gone
sometimes it’s hard not thinking ’bout
all of those memories you left without
they wake you up at night just to tell you you’re not alone
and then they takе you by the hand
and they lead you right back homе

[verse 2]
i remember granddaddy in his flatbed ford
grandma sitting in a screened-in porch
sh-lling peas and shucking corn and talking ’bout jesus
an old oak tree and two carved names
a letterman jacket and a high school flame
the world moved at a slower pace
that’s the stuff that’ll never leave you
[chorus]
it’s like you can’t breathe and you might drown
when your dreams are too big for a small town
when it’s time for moving on
you gotta get out and get gone
sometimes it’s hard not thinking ’bout
all of those memories you left without
they wake you up at night just to tell you you’re not alone
and then they take you by the hand
and they lead you right back home

[bridge]
just before i left and drove away
daddy popped the hood on my chevrolet
he said, ‘baby you’re good now
don’t you drive too fast’
with tears in my eyes i’m still here looking back

[chorus]
it’s like you can’t breathe and you might drown
when your dreams are too big for a small town
when it’s time for moving on
you gotta get out and get gone
sometimes it’s hard not thinking ’bout
all of those memories you left without
they wake you up at night just to tell you you’re not alone
and then they take you by the hand
and they lead you right back home
they lead you right back home
[outro]
i miss those sunday afternoons and mama’s home cooking
fishing on the weekends, reeling in a good one

- callie prince

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