John Paul White - Down Home lyrics

Early in the mornin 'fore the sun comes up Wood's burnin' in the stove Coffee's coolin' in his cup He's chompin at the bit to get his youngins outta bed Check the baskets at the creek Get the hogs and chickens fed By the time we get to town the church crowd will be gone Grand daddy grins Sunday sure is a blessing when you're livin' own home Down home, everybody's got one Down home, the place that come from Down home, something that your momma said It ain't just a good place for you to rest your head On the way to pick up crickets stoppin by uncle johnnys Askin' if he'll take you fishin' Oh, and he won't probably Aunt Dot's got a honeydew list a mile long She bought the pants, hemmed them up and put them on Wears them everywhere she goes and he just tags along Oh, cause love is unconditional when you livin' down home Down home, everybodies got one Down home, the place that come from Down home, something that your daddy said It ain't just a good place for you to rest your head Later in the evening with his babies back in bed Yellow belly, bream and crickets still hoppin through our head I'm thankin lord for grandpa and all our family Days like today sure mean the world to me Try and understand you have a plan when we up and go But do we ever really need it when we're livin' down home Down home, heavens on a rural route Down home, forever never runs out Down home, its always blue skies Down home's angels wave when they fly by Way down home, you can see past tomorrow Down home, theres never any sorrow Down home its something that jesus said It ain't just a good place for us to lay our head