Home Is Where The Heart Breaks-Will Hoge


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I don’t remember much about Daddy at all

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Said he drove a truck, Momma said he was handsome and tall

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But to me he was never more than just a picture on the wall

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And for my 16th birthday all he could give me was a call

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Momma was a looker, that’s what the men would always say

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She must have tried them all out once Daddy went away

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And to me our back door was just some beat up, turning page

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And I just sat there dying inside, there was nothing left to say


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And the wheels go ‘round

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And the world gets cold

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And the best that I could hope for is just to die when I get old

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And these four walls drive me insane

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Sometimes home is where the heart breaks

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Momma died from cancer when I was 22
And this house was all she left to me, so what else could I do
I got a job out paving highways and fell all in love with you
And now months later there’s a nursery in what used to be my room

Now I come home, we don’t talk, and you cry yourself to sleep
And I sit there ‘til the liquor finally gets the best of me
Then I crumple down beside you and kiss your tear-stained cheek
And realize this house is just a black hole and all I ever do is sink


And the tears fall down
And the world gets cold
And the best that I could hope for is to die when I get old
And these four walls drive me insane
Sometimes home is where the heart breaks

My son asked me Saturday “Daddy, how come you never smile?”
The worst thing a man could do is just lie right to his child
So I just tell some tired story about years ago and running wild
He can figure out the cold hard truth on his own in just a while

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And the years go by

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And the world gets cold

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And the best that I could hope for is just to die when I get old

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And these four walls drive me insane

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Sometimes home is where the heart breaks

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Sometimes home is where the heart breaks

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Home is where the heart breaks
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