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Written by:

Pork McElhinny

(C) Copyright

2012

My ears are still ringing from the sound of the Interstate
Left Tennessee this morning & drove 12 hours straight
Pull into Pennsylvania right before the sun went down
It sure is good to be here back in my old stomping grounds
Where I was born, where I grew up, where I'll die

I've put a million miles between us, since that cold November day
When my dreams outgrew this small town & I had to move away
This guitar and my music has taken me from town to town
There's still no place like home here in my old stomping ground
Were I was born, were I grew up, were I'll die

I've played Huntsville, Alabama, Nashvillle, TN
Milton, Indiana, You've be so good to me
This guitar and my music has taken me from town to town
But there ain't no place like home here in my old stomping ground

Their squeezing in the doorway packing in here tight
Loud & proud the hometown crowd at the Hourglass tonight
They love to hear my music like I love to hear the sound
Of a roomful of my friends in my old stomping ground
Where I was born, where I grew up, it's where I'll die

I've played Huntsville, Alabama, Memphis, TN
Lake Charles, Louisiana at a Casino by the beach
This guitar and my music has taken me from town to town
But there ain't no place like home back in my old stomping ground

Right now I'd rather ramble but some day I settle down
And buy a one way ticket back to my old stomping ground

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