Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tanya Tucker
Tanya Tucker
Vocals
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Piano
Chris Masterson
Chris Masterson
Acoustic Guitar
Josh Neumann
Josh Neumann
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Douglas
Tom Douglas
Songwriter
Allen Shamblin
Allen Shamblin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandi Carlile
Brandi Carlile
Producer
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Producer
David Spreng
David Spreng
Editing Engineer
Mark Rains
Mark Rains
Recording Engineer
Nate Haessly
Nate Haessly
Assistant Engineer
Nathan Yaccino
Nathan Yaccino
Additional Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Trina Shoemaker
Trina Shoemaker
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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 Up those stairs, in that little back bedroom Is where they did their homework and learned to play guitar And I bet you didn't know underneath that live oak My favorite dog is buried in the yard I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it's like I'm someone else I thought that maybe I could find myself If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave Won't take nothing but a memory From the house that built me I cut out pictures of houses for years From "Better Homes and Garden" magazines Plans were drawn, concrete poured Nail by nail and board by board But once the kids were grown It was just too much for me I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it's like I'm someone else I thought that maybe I could find myself again If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave I won't take nothing but a memory From the house that built me They leave home, they move on Then you do the best you can I got lost in this whole world and forgot who I am I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it's like I'm someone else Thought that maybe I could find myself Ma'am If I could walk around, I swear I'll leave Won't take nothing but a memory From the house that built me
Writer(s): Tom Douglas, Allen Shamblin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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