Home Wasn’t Easy
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- male vocalist
- pop
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- country
- backing vocals
- emotional
- orchestral
- pop male singer-songwriter
- uplifting
- happy
- drums
- guitar
- slow
- warm
About
Kids growing up
Lyrics
Verse 1
Seventy-two. Sunday mornings, valley haze
Four boys crammed close, two old beds
Knees and elbows, restless, tangled legs
One word spark, it's war again
Roddy poddy, that's what they call me
I’d chase after, wild heart, fury free
Kenny Winny, skin and bones, taunting me
Terry the Perry, silent grin, plotting quietly
Joe Bob crawling, newest shadow under door
One room thunder, laughter, slamming drawers
Chorus
Wasn’t easy, but it was home
Five wild hearts learning how to grow
Mom kept the peace in her own way
Resting her feet at the end of the day
We all made it, somehow, some way
I love you, mom, I love you, mom
Can’t ever say too much, never enough
Post-Chorus
Thank you
Thank you for everything
Thank you, for all of it
Thank you
Verse 2
Leftover dinner, Terry’s plate towers high
Whatever was left, Mom says “He’ll eat, just let him try”
Camping by the Cuyahoga River, sticks for swords, and the fire, burning at night
Mosquito nights, the river flowing, and the stars shining on our site
Marcie pacier, her own small world inside
We looked in, she looked out, both a little shy
Five kids, one mom, steel in her hands
Good manners, hard lessons, she taught us to stand
Chorus
Wasn’t easy, but it was home
Five wild hearts learning how to grow
Mom kept the peace in her own way
Resting her feet at the end of the day
We all made it, somehow, some way
I love you, mom, I love you, mom
Can’t ever say too much, never enough
Post-Chorus
Thank you
Verse 1
Seventy-two. Sunday mornings, valley haze
Four boys crammed close, two old beds
Knees and elbows, restless, tangled legs
One word spark, it's war again
Roddy poddy, that's what they call me
I’d chase after, wild heart, fury free
Kenny Winny, skin and bones, taunting me
Terry the Perry, silent grin, plotting quietly
Joe Bob crawling, newest shadow under door
One room thunder, laughter, slamming drawers
Chorus
Wasn’t easy, but it was home
Five wild hearts learning how to grow
Mom kept the peace in her own way
Resting her feet at the end of the day
We all made it, somehow, some way
I love you, mom, I love you, mom
Can’t ever say too much, never enough
Post-Chorus
Thank you
Thank you for everything
Thank you, for all of it
Thank you
Verse 2
Leftover dinner, Terry’s plate towers high
Whatever was left, Mom says “He’ll eat, just let him try”
Camping by the Cuyahoga, sticks for swords, and the fire burning at night
Mosquito nights, the river flowing, and the stars were shining on our site
Marcie pacier, her own small world inside
We looked in, she looked out, both a little shy
Five kids, one mom, steel in her hands
Good manners, hard lessons, she taught us to stand
Chorus
Wasn’t easy, but it was home
Five wild hearts learning how to grow
Mom kept the peace in her own way
Resting her feet at the end of the day
We all made it, somehow, some way
I love you, mom, I love you, mom
Can’t ever say too much, never enough
Post-Chorus
Thank you
Thank you for everything
Thank you, for all of it
Thank you
Bridge
We grew up, separate roads, time took us far
But love never leaves, not while you’re in my heart
I remember, I remember—nights so sad
I remember, I remember—you praying, for us, Mom, and now I'm so glad
Chorus
Wasn’t easy, but it was home
Five wild hearts learning how to grow
Mom kept the peace in her own way
Resting her feet at the end of the day
We all made it, somehow, some way
I love you Mom, I love you, Mom
Can’t ever say too much, never enough
Post-Chorus
Thank you
Thank you for everything
Thank you, for all of it
I love you, Mom
Outro
I love you, Mom
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