Things don't always go my way.
It might rain . . . but that's ok.
I get to come Home to You.
Sometimes life may get me down.
I get tired of gettin' kicked around.
I feel lost in this maddening crowd.
But . . . I get to come Home to You.
Cause you are my best friend.
And you are where my heart is.
And I know at the day's end...
I get to come Home to You.
Hanging out in our old sweatshirts.
You let me complain about a hard day's work.
I don't know what I did to deserve . . .
To get to come Home to You.
Cause you are my best friend.
And you are where my heart is.
And I know at the day's end . . .
I get to come Home to You.
Cause you are my best friend.
And you are where my heart is.
And I know at the day's end . . .
I get to come Home to You.
Yes . . . I get to come Home to You.
Ohh . . . I love coming Home to You.
Recording Artist©John M. Montgomery
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