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Alan Jackson
kar by Mike M (1/12/00)

In a small town in Georgia, over forty years ago
Her maiden name was Musick 'til she met that Jackson boy
They married young like folks did then, not a penny to their name
But they believed the one you vowed to love
Should always stay the same

On the land his daddy gave them a foundation underway
For a love to last forever or until their dying day
They built a bond thats strong enough to stand the test of time
And a place for us to turn to when our lives
Were in a bind

And they made their house from a tool shed
Granddaddy rolled down on two logs
And they built walls all around it and they made
That house a home
And they taught us about good living
They taught us right from wrong
Lord they'll never be another place in this world
That I'll call home

My mama raised five children, four girls then their was me
She found her strength with faith in God and love of family
She never had a social life, home was all she knew
Except the time she took a job to pay a bill or two

My daddy skinned his knuckles on the cars that he repaired
He never earned much money, but he gave us all he had
He never made the front page but he did the best he could
And folks drove their cars from all around
To let him look underneath the hood

And they made their house from a tool shed
Granddaddy rolled down on two logs
And they built walls all around it and they made
That house a home
And they taught us about good living
They taught us right from wrong
Lord they'll never be another place in this world
That I'll call home

No they'll never be another place in this world
That I'll call home

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