BACK HOME AGAIN

There’s a storm across the valley, clouds are rollin’ in,
The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders. 
There’s a truck out on the four lane a mile or more away,
The whinin’ of his wheels just makes it colder.

He’s an hour away from ridin’ on your prayers up in the sky;
And ten days on the road are barely gone.
There’s a fire softly burning, supper’s on the stove
But it’s the light in your eyes that makes him warm.

Hey, it’s good to be back home again;
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend.
Yes ‘n’ hey, it’s good to be back home again. 

There’s all the news to tell him:  how’d you spend your time,
And what’s the latest thing the neighbors say?
And your mother called last friday; “Sunshine” made her cry,
And you felt the baby move just yesterday.

Hey, it’s good to be back home again;
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend.
Yes ‘n’ hey, it’s good to be back home again. 

And oh, the time that I can lay this tired old body down
And feel your fingers, feather soft upon me.
The kisses that I live for, the love that lights my way,
The happiness that livin’ with you brings me.

It’s the sweetest thing I know of, just spendin’ time with you,
It’s the little things that make a house a home. 
Like a fire softly burning and supper on the stove
And the light in your eyes that makes me warm.

Hey, it’s good to be back home again;
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend.
Yes ‘n’ hey, it’s good to be back home again. 

Hey, it’s good to be back home again;
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend.
Yes ‘n’ hey, it’s good to be back home again.
I said, hey, it’s good to be back home again.

1974 – John Denver – Album: Back Home Again