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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeYou Can Still Come Home
Where the flock flies in as the mandolin playsA beat down hymn that's in your daddy's bloodIt's duck season and his BrowningIs frozen in that Rogers County mudIt ain't been shot since she got caughtWith cancer growing down her lungsBut you'll always got these timesTo get you by when times are lowLike that time you saw a firework bounceOff the dirt and explodeYeah, you can still come homeThe back shop light stays onThe beer's always ice coldYeah, you can still come homeWhen you're down bad in a taxi, can't make it homeYou head to some drunker crowd in New JerseyChristmas Eve alone when your chemicals are lowGot your father and your sister and the band all worried'Cause you can't play your rhythm like you used toYou miss it on the one-two and kick sounds hurriedBut you'll always have these timesTo get you by when times are lowLike that time you saw the springtimeMake cricks out of winter snowHey, you can still come homeThe back shop light stays onAnd even though they're goneYeah, you can still come homeWell the flock flies in while the violin playsThe same old hymn that's in your mama's bloodHis duck sees him, the tree's so thinThe moon's seepin' on Rogers County mudBut you'll always got these timesTo get you by when times are lowLike the time you saw a firework bounceOff the dirt and explodeYeah, you can still come homeThe back shop light stays onAnd even though you're grownYeah, you can still come homeYou can still come homeYou can still come home
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