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Looking back Where I grew up It wasn't so bad The way I told it Way back when Made it sound kinda sad Folks like me Spend half our lives Running away Some of us Might wise up Come around one day Who knew A vacation Back home for me Would be a revelation Just the thing I need Fishing is easy In the spring They stock the creek With trout Drop a line Hang around Pull one out We could do Nothing here That's all fine Down the street Someone says It's dinner time Who knew A vacation Back home for me Would be a revelation Just the thing I need There's no one left Around here I want to kiss I sleep Like a baby In the house where I used to live Who knew A vacation Back home for me Would be A revelation Just the thing I need Who knew A vacation Back home for me Would be A revelation Just the thing I need
Writer(s): Stephen Clair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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