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Old tin roof
Leaves in the gutter
Hole in the screen door, big as your fist
And flies on the butter

Mama bakin' sugar cookies
We were watchin' cartoons
Herd her holler from the kitchen
"Which one of you youngens wanna lick the spoon"

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Yellow jackets on the watermelon
Honeysuckle in the air
Daddy turnin' on the sprinkler us kids runnin' thru it
In our underwear

Old dog nappin' on the front porch
His ear just a twitchin'
Fell asleep on Grand Daddy's lap
To the sound of his pocket watch tickin

Whoa Whoa
It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Whoa Whoa
You can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again

Mmmmm
Me and my best friend Jenny
Set up a backyard camp
Stole one of Mama's mason jars
Poked holes in the lid
And made a firefly lamp

Me and Billy Monroe
Sneakin' down by the river
Still haunted by, the taste of the kiss
I was too scared to give him

Whoa, Whoa
Doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Whoa, Whoa
You can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again

Ooooo ooooohoo

There's a blacktop road
A faded yellow centerline
It can take you back to the place
But it can't take you back in time

Whoa, Whoa
Doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Whoa, Whoa
You can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again

Old tin roof
Leaves in the gutter
Hole in the screen door, big as your fist
And flies on the butter

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