Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Miranda Lambert
Вокал
Jay Joyce
Гитара
Greg Leisz
Стил-гитара
Richard Bennett
Гитара
Glenn Worf
Бас
Chad Cromwell
Барабаны
Randy Scruggs
Гитара
Natalie Hemby
Бэк-вокал
Mike Wrucke
Гитара
Chuck Leavell
Орган Хаммонда
Eric Darken
Ударные инструменты
Jim Hoke
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Allen Shamblin
Автор песен
Tom Douglas
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Frank Liddell
Продюсер
Mike Wrucke
Продюсер
Eric Tonkin
Ассистент инженера
Mark Petaccia
Ассистент инженера
Oran Thornton
Ассистент инженера
Stephen Marcussen
Мастеринг-инженер
Слова
[Verse 1]
I know they say you can't go home again
I just had to come back one last time
Ma'am, I know you don't know me from Adam
But these hand prints on the front steps are mine
[Verse 2]
Up those stairs in that little back bedroom
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar
And I bet you didn't know, under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard
[Chorus]
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healin'
Out here it's like I'm someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
[Chorus]
If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave
Won't take nothin' but a memory
From the house that built me
[Verse 3]
Mama cut out pictures of houses for years
From Better Homes and Garden magazine
Plans were drawn and concrete poured
And nail-by-nail and board-by-board
Daddy gave life to Mama's dream
[Chorus]
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healin'
Out here it's like I'm someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
[Chorus]
If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave
Won't take nothin' but a memory
From the house that built me
[Bridge]
You leave home, you move on
And you do the best you can
I got lost in this old world
And forgot who I am
[Chorus]
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healin'
Out here it's like I'm someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
[Chorus]
If I could walk around, I swear I'll leave
Won't take nothin' but a memory
From the house that built me
Written by: Allen Shamblin, Tom Douglas

