Welcome Home Lyrics - Rehab

Welcome home 

Where the faucets drip at night 

Welcome home 

Where the screen door don't hang right 

Welcome home 

The only place you'll ever fight 

Because you love 

Over and over again 

Chicken on the grill; hole in the wall where I got ill 

Comin' home late smellin' like a still; 

Mom waited up to get in my grill 

I swear my dad caught me becomin' a man 

Came with the bail money, did the best he can 

A cross on the wall a bible on the table 

Under a full moon, drinkin the black label 

Standin' on a screened-in porch that lean 

Chiefin' the good leaf, feelin' the breeze 

Momma said everyday hit your knees 

And give thanks that you're alive 

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Oh, take it to the house 

take it to the house; take it to the 

take it to the 

take it to the house 

Welcome home 

Where the faucets drip at night 

Welcome home 

Where the screen door don't hang right 

Welcome home 

The only place you'll ever fight 

Because you love 

Over and over again 

Photos 

Think about the years 

Troubles of the world don't matter here 

Talk about Chevrolets over a beer 

Don't gotta worry about what I hear 

Because ya know its all said in love 

Sometimes pushin' comes to shove 

And we forgive, but we don't forget 

And its okay to be full of it 

'Cause we all know who we messin' with 

Car in the yard over run by weeds 

I remember when I used to climb that tree 

When I was young and dumb 

Oh 

Oh, take it to the house 

Take it to the house; take it to the 

Take it to the; take it to the house 

Welcome home 

Where the faucets drip at night 

Welcome home 

Where the screen door don't hang right 

Welcome home 

The only place you'll ever fight 

Because you love 

Over and over again 

What a beautiful day 

Lookin' back and thinkin' bout the people that I'm missin' 

You can hear 'em in the breeze and the trees if ya listen 

Some are in the ground and some are in prison 

Now I remember momma hangin clothes on the line 

Way back before I opened my mind 

And got hip to the guilt, hard times, and fear 

And I'm just damn glad to be here 

Welcome home 

Where the faucets drip at night 

Welcome home 

Where the screen door don't hang right 

Welcome home 

The only place you'll ever fight 

Because you love 

Over and over again