Back to Where I Belong

[Intro]
(Gentle acoustic guitar picking with a fiddle in the background)
Oh-oh-oh…
Take me back, take me back…
To where I belong…

[Verse 1]
There’s a dirt road callin’ my name,
Where the stars shine brighter, and life’s not a game.
The smell of pine, the creek runnin’ slow,
That little old town I used to know.

Mama’s voice still echoes in the air,
Daddy’s boots by the rocking chair.
It’s been years since I’ve been home,
But my heart knows where it’s always grown.

[Chorus]
Take me back to the place I’m from,
Where the nights are quiet, and the hearts are young.
Where the porch light glows and the front door’s wide,
I’ll find my peace on the countryside.

With the sound of the wind and a favorite song,
I’ll find my way back to where I belong.

[Verse 2]
Big city lights, they lost their charm,
Can’t replace the love of the family farm.
The laughter, the tears, the stories told,
‘Round the fire when the nights get cold.

Grandma’s biscuits, fresh from the stove,
The gravel crunchin’ as the trucks roll home.
I traded my boots for a suit and tie,
But I miss the sunsets in that open sky.

[Chorus]
Take me back to the place I’m from,
Where the nights are quiet, and the hearts are young.
Where the porch light glows and the front door’s wide,
I’ll find my peace on the countryside.

With the sound of the wind and a favorite song,
I’ll find my way back to where I belong.

[Bridge]
(Stripped down, acoustic guitar with a soft fiddle solo)
We spend our lives chasing dreams,
But the simple things are what they seem.
A swing on the porch, a kiss goodnight,
That’s the kind of life that feels so right.

[Final Chorus] (Build-up with full band)
Take me back to the place I’m from,
Where the nights are quiet, and the hearts are young.
Where the porch light glows and the front door’s wide,
I’ll find my peace on the countryside.

With the sound of the wind and a favorite song,
I’ll find my way back to where I belong.

[Outro]
(Soft and emotional)
Oh-oh-oh…
Take me back, take me back…
To where I belong.
(Guitar fades out with the sound of crickets)

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