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von Alan Jackson

In a small town down in Georgia, over forty years ago
Her maiden name was Music when she met that Jackson boy
They married young like folks did then,not a penny to their name
But they believed the one you vowed to love
Should always stay the same
On the land his daddy gave them a foundation underway
For a love to lasr forever or until their dying day
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 tool shed,grandaddy
Rolled down on two logs
And they built walls all around it and they made that house a home
They taught us about good living
They taught us right from wrong
Lord there'll never be another place in this world
That I'll call home

My mama raised 5 children,4 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
Exept the time she took a job to pay 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 undereath the hood

Chorus
No there'll never be another place in the world that I'll call home