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Well iv been burning bridges every single day
I’ve been needing me a trip down memory lane.
I’ve broken a lot hearts, I’m sorry to say.
But I lost a little bit of my soul a long the way.
I hear now amazing grace how sweet that sound,
Won’t you take me on a ride to my home town
I wanna sit on that porch swing and watch the fireflies,
Won’t you take me back home before I die.
Well you know I’ve been a missing my sweet baby’s face
And lord you know it’s only her smiling me that way
And what I wouldn’t give to go back to those days
But just like the weather and the earth turns baby
Everything a change.
I hear now amazing grace how sweet that sound,
Won’t you take me on a ride to my home town
I wanna sit on that porch swing and watch the fireflies,
Won’t you take me back home before I die.
Give me a tin roof on a late night, give me a cold beer on a back road
Give me my grand mamma singing me those old church hems and a voice so soft and
low.
And I hear now amazing grace how sweet that sound,
Won’t you take me on a ride to my home town
I wanna sit on that porch swing and watch the fireflies,
Won’t you take me back home before I die.
O won’t you take me back home before I die.