Written by: Alan Jackson
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3 Apr '96 Country

In a small town down in Georgia
Over forty years ago
Her maiden name was Music
Till she met that Jackson boy

They married young like folks did then
Not a penny to their name
But they believe the one you vow to love
Should always stay that same

And on the land his daddy gave him
A foundation under way
For a love to last forever
Or until their dying days

They built a bond that's strong enough
To stand the test of time
And a place for us to turn to
When our lives were in a bind

And they made their house from a toolshed
Grandaddy rolled down on two logs
And they built walls all around it
And they made that house a home

And they taught us 'bout good living
They taught us right from wrong
Lord, there'll never be another place
In this world I'll call home

My momma raised five children
Four girls then there was me
She found her strength with
Faith in God and love of family

She never had a social life
Home was all she knew
Except the time she took a job
To play a bill or two

My daddy skinned his knuckles
On the cars that he repaired
He never earned much money
But he gave us all he had

He never made the front page
But he did the best he could
And folks drove their cars from miles around
To let him look underneath the hood

And they made their house from a toolshed
Grandaddy rolled down on two logs
And they built walls all around it
And they made that house a home

And they taught us 'bout good living
They taught us right from wrong
Lord, there'll never be another place
In this world I'll call home

There'll never be another place
In this world that I'll call home

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