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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shania Twain
Shania Twain
Lead Vocals
Robert John "Mutt" Lange
Robert John "Mutt" Lange
Harmony Vocals
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
6-String Bass Guitar
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
David Hungate
David Hungate
Fretless Bass Guitar
John Jarvis
John Jarvis
Piano
John Hughey
John Hughey
Pedal Steel Guitar
Larry Byrom
Larry Byrom
Acoustic Guitar
Paul Leim
Paul Leim
Drums
The Nashville String Machine
The Nashville String Machine
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shania Twain
Shania Twain
Songwriter
Robert John "Mutt" Lange
Robert John "Mutt" Lange
Songwriter
Ronn Huff
Ronn Huff
String Arranger
Ronn Huff
Ronn Huff
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert John "Mutt" Lange
Robert John "Mutt" Lange
Producer
Brian Tankersly
Brian Tankersly
Engineer
Craig White
Craig White
Assistant Engineer
Lee Groitzsch
Lee Groitzsch
Engineer
Lynn Peterzell
Lynn Peterzell
Mixing Engineer
Nick Keca
Nick Keca
Engineer
Robert Charles
Robert Charles
Assistant Engineer
Ron "Snake" Reynolds
Ron "Snake" Reynolds
Engineer
Simon Pressey
Simon Pressey
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Warren Peterson
Warren Peterson
Engineer
Wayne Morgan
Wayne Morgan
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

He knew how to reach me deep inside And he found a part of me I could not hide And we'd walk and talk and touch tenderly Then he'd lay me down and make love to me We built to love so strong and couldn't break There was not a road we were afraid to take And we'd kiss, all the way from Arkansas to Rome 'Cause in each other's arms, we were home sweet home But he don't feel the same Since our lives became Years of bills, babies, and chains Home ain't where his heart is anymore He may hang his hat behind our bedroom door But he don't lay his head down to love me like before Home ain't where his heart is anymore If foundations made of stone can turn to dust Then the hardest hearts of steel can turn to rust If he could only find that feeling once again If we could only change, the way the story ends And he may still come home But I live here alone The love that built these walls is gone Home ain't where his heart is anymore He may hang his hat behind our bedroom door But he don't lay his head down to love me like before He don't lay his head down to love me like before Home ain't where his heart is anymore No, home ain't where his heart is
Writer(s): Robert John Lange, Shania Twain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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