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Album: Fighter (2016)
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  • Usually take one last pass through town
    Stop the car and touch the ground
    Watch those streetlights swayin' in the breeze
    Decorated store fronts
    Rusty old gas pumps
    Try to fill my mind up
    With somethin' before I go
    Picture postcard memories
    You know they always make for good company

    I don't know no town
    Like the old town
    Even when the miles are many
    I feel like I'm still around
    Deep inside me
    Like rings through an oak tree
    Yeah, there's something 'bout a Sunday when I'm gone
    That keeps me turning home

    I'm standin' here beneath these billboard lights
    Takes me back to those autumn nights
    Hometown bleachers packed real tight
    As we marched down the field
    My feet would swing from a dropped tailgate
    Out on Airport Road real late
    No one could walk a line too straight
    We usually made it home alright
    And glory days I can't re-live
    Stories I'll never forget

    And I don't know no friends
    Like the old friends
    I never seem to laugh now
    Like I did with them
    But deep inside me
    A piece of my history
    Yeah, I hear their voices even though they're gone
    Yeah it keeps me turning home

    Never twice the same way does it start
    And sure enough she stole my heart
    On the old gym floor, spinnin' round and round one night
    And though we both tried hard to wait
    We sure did love the taste
    Of the sweet love being made and prayin' I got it right
    Graduation came and went
    Along with all the time we spent

    And I don't know no love
    Like the first love
    When I think about the best times
    She's the one I think of
    Deep inside me
    All though the taste is bittersweet
    I see her smilin' even though she's gone
    And it keeps me turning home, yeah
    It keeps me turning home Writer/s: BARRY GEORGE DEAN, DAVID NAIL, LORI MCKENNA
    Publisher: Bluewater Music Corp., CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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