More Like Home

V1:
He hung his helmet on the rack
After a three-day mission
That desert felt like the Wild West
It was hard to live in those conditions

Never had to sleep with his gun in Georgia
Seen enough sand to bury a battleship
Never wants to eat ‘nother MRE
But he smiles when he thinks about

Chorus:
A red dirt road in the middle of nowhere
A truck stuck in the Macon mud way out there
That feels/ more like home/ than anywhere
Catfish cookin’ and the smell in the air
Sittin’ on the front porch in his favorite chair
That feels more like home than anywhere
That feels more like home than anywhere

V2:
Signed up when he turned 18
Shipped out at the end of May
He was the first one up every morning
But He couldn’t wait for his last day

When he could to trade that beige humvee
For a new to him F150 in Black
Million miles away, running on empty
.But he wants to get back……… to

Repeat Chorus

Bridge:
He wants to get back to what he knows
Family, friends and taking it slow

Final Chorus:
Down a red dirt road in the middle of nowhere
A truck stuck in the Macon mud way out there
That feels/ more like home/ than anywhere
Catfish cookin’ and the smell in the air
Sittin’ on the front porch in his favorite chair
That feels more like home than anywhere
That feels more like home than anywhere