Daddy worked out in the lumber by the cemetery road carrying the load the he could We'd see him from the highway when mom drive us to town he looked so small between those of wood
He'd come home around supper time, kick the sawdust off his take my baby brother in his I was only five old but I remember it so well, I learned what love was there in our single-wide home
It was a single-wide home on a dead-end gravel On the back side of my land We had a fifteen acre playground and it was a to me Lord, i wish i go home again
We got television back in '85, Fifty were the world to me And the cartoons and the news taught me how tio be afraid of guns and and poverty
I cried "mama, oh mama, I don't ever want to leave" and she said "son, one day be on your own, but jesus died so you might live and you don't have to be afraid" yeah, I found God in our single wide home
It was a home and I had a bible in my hand saved me from my sins
As I've gotten older I've away, Lord I wish I could go home again i wish i could go home
Now that in the scrap yard.. out by the interstate, where all the strangers come in When grandad died they sold the tore the timber.. and started building
It was a home, just off Jackson Trail Back the developers moved in It's all covered up now by track houses and
Oh, and Lord I wish I could go home I I could go home again To a single-wide Ohh, oh, oh