Brent Cobb – 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