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I would gaze at those bonfires after games
Drift away on smoke genies in the flames
Barely more than a kid with an itch to roam
Never dreamed someday I’d miss comin’ home

The taste of life was honey on my tongue
Eighteen I couldn’t wait for twenty-one
When I left home dad said son pick up a phone
Let your mama know when you’re comin’ home

I’ve seen
California to Portugal
Every highway and terminal
But I missed bullfrogs singin’ their songs
And crickets as they sing along
I’ve been all around the world but the sweetest road I know
Is the one that I’m on comin’ home

I've seen
California to Portugal
Every highway and terminal
But I missed bullfrogs singin’ their songs
And crickets as they sing along
I’ve been all around the world but the sweetest road I know
Is the one that ‘m on comin’ home

Greet every sunrise like it might be your last
Treat everyone how you want to be treated back
I guarantee that right before you go
The angels tell your mama you’re comin’ home