Home is where the sage brush grows
that smells so good in rain.
Home is right around the corner,
just a quick flight on a plane.
Home is where my Mother lives,
her heart is filled with love.
Home is where her children come
because home fits like a glove.
that smells so good in rain.
Home is right around the corner,
just a quick flight on a plane.
Home is where my Mother lives,
her heart is filled with love.
Home is where her children come
because home fits like a glove.
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