Sounds Like Home

Old flat-bottom, top water poppin' at your honey hole
Tail-gate rattling, thirty-threes grabbing that gravel road
Burn-barrel fires and rusty barbwire that never ends
Buckshot stop signs, dust from combines and lifelong friends

It sounds like home don't it?
A little bit of backroad on it
Train rollin' by about a quarter after five
With the whistle blowin'
Creakin' on the porch-swing swingin'
Sunday morning church bells ringin'
John Deere's startin', bird-dog barking
Man don't ya know it
Sounds like home don't it?

I hear my grandpa talkin', neighbors honkin' as they drive by
Plantin' things in rows, making honest holes in our old Levis'
I can still hear momma in the kitchen yelling
"Five more minutes till the cornbread's done"
A hot day of hidin' and a cold beer ridin' on the settin' sun

It sounds like home don't it?
A little bit of backroad on it
Train rollin' by about a quarter after five
With the whistle blowin'
Creakin' on the porch-swing swingin'
Sunday morning church bells ringin'
John Deere's startin', bird-dog barking
Man don't ya know it (oh)
Sounds like home

Sounds like my home town (yeah)
Sounds like where I'm from
The place I love
Where I wish I was right now, yeah
Sounds like home (sounds like home, just like home)

Yeah, I'm creakin' on the porch-swing swingin' (swingin')
Sunday morning church bells ringin'
Oh, bird dog barking, John Deere's startin'
Man don't ya know it (sounds like home)
It sounds like home (sounds like home)
Sounds like home don't it?
Sounds like home don't it?