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There's a bottle of whiskey up above the stove, it's been there 30 years I know |
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Only used for coughs and colds at mama's house |
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In the air there's a combination of home baked bread and fried bacon |
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No, there's no mistaking mama's house. |
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It seems smaller than the day I left. |
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It don't matter how big I get. |
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I still wipe my feet and watch my mouth. |
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At mama's house. |
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Thing's round here still looks the same, like a picture in a frame |
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The light bill's still in daddy's name at mama's house |
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You won't find one speck of dust, one dirty spoon, or coffee cup |
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And that ol' dog will still eat you up at mama's house. |
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It seems smaller than the day I left. |
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It don't matter how big I get. |
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I still wipe my feet and watch my mouth. |
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At mama's house. |
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That driveway's still paved with white rocks |
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Though her name ain't on the mailbox |
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Come what may there won't be any doubt |
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That's mama's house. |
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It seems smaller than the day I left. |
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It don't matter how big I get. |
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I still wipe my feet and watch my mouth. |
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At mama's house. |
