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Verse 1
Little garden path where we cried and laughed
An old swingin' gate that never used to latch
Two lovin' arms when your knees were scratched
Home
We had a big backyard, football games were hard
No matter how we tried, someone always cried
Things were goin' fine 'til we broke the clothesline
At home

Chorus
Standin' proud and tall
And now it looks so small
My world was in that street
I thought I had it all
And now this photograph
Has got me yearnin' for
Home, home

Verse 2
Well, I'd work with Dad on everything
He'd whistle tunes and I would sing
When that old cement truck came, we all signed our names
At home

Chorus
Standin' proud and tall
And now it looks so small
My world was in that street
I thought I had it all
And now this photograph
Has got me yearnin' for
Home, home

Verse 3
I got a teenage son and a little girl
And a wife I love more than this old world
We built our dreams with love and memories
Of home

Chorus
Standin' proud and tall
Even though it's small
Our world was in that street
With them, I have it all
And now when I'm away
I yearn every day
For home, home
Home, home