@migu music@

The roads are the dustiest

The winds are the gustiest

The gates are the rustiest

The pies are the crustiest

The songs the lustiest

The friends the trustiest

Way back home

(Back home)

The trees are the sappiest

The days are the nappiest

The dogs are the yappiest

The kids are the scrappiest

the jokes the snappiest

the folks the happiest

Way back home

Don't know why I left the homestead

I really must confess

I’m a weary exile

Singing my song of

lonliness

The grass is the springiest

The bees are the stingiest

The birds are the wingiest

The bells are the ringiest

(the hearts)the hearts the singiest

(the arms)the arms the clingiest

Way back home

(What about the sun) The sun's the blaziest

(And the fields) The field's the daziest

(And the cows) The cow's the graziest

(And the help) The help's the laziest

The boys,Are the wittiest

The girls,Are the prettiest

Way back home

The pigs are the snootiest

The owls are the hootiest

The plan's the fruitiest

The stars the shootiest

The grins the funniest

The smiles the sunniest

Way back home

Don't know why I left the homestead

I really must confess

I'm a weary exile

Singing my song of lonliness

The food is the spreadiest

The wine is the headiest

The pals are the readiest

The gals are the steadiest

The love the livliest

The life the lovliest

Way back

way back

way back, home

(No place like home)

sweet home