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Artist: Marc Broussard Album: Carencro Title: Home
Rolling down the road Going no where Guitar packed in the trunk Somewhere round mile marker 112 Papa started hummin the funk I gotta jones in my bones before we know We were singing this melody Stop the car pulled out the guitar Halfway to New Orleans
Said take me home Take me home
Could feel the sun about to rise When I realized we ad nothing to fear It's just me and my daddy and a kid named Cope Making music that nobody would hear And then the sun let up and it split the night
Said take me home Take me home Said take me home Said take me home
This greyhound is delta bound mama Baby boy done finally found Said this greyhound is delta bound mama Said take me home
Hot damn you should have felt the groove Like I was swimming in a sea of soul The sun was rising and the day was hot And we was all about to lose control My daddy turned his face up towards the sky And I knew that there was nothing to lose I felt the crow breathe in and I closed my eyes And we disappeared into the groove
Said take me home Said take me home Take me home Said take me home
Straight from the water Straight from the water children [repeat] You don't know nothing about this
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