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The old house stands where it’s been for years - through all the songs, smiles and tears
A country home in the rocky hills - of Tennessee
Now raindrops fall upon my face - as thoughts go back to the old home place
Calling me back, where it all began - where the blacktop ends

Where the blacktop ends, I can always find - a piece of pie and some home-made wine
A friendly smile and a waving hand - down a country road
The folks back there always say their Grace - and they live their life at a country pace
It’s calling me back, where it all began - where the blacktop ends

The family home - a screened back door - a wood stove flame on a hard wood floor
My mom and dad built it from the ground - back in forty two
With every step in this life I take - it leads me back to the old home place
Calling me back like a long lost friend - where the blacktop ends

Where the blacktop ends I can always find - a piece of pie and some home-made wine
A friendly smile and a waving hand - down a country road
Folks out there always say their Grace - and they live their life at a country pace
It’s calling me back where it all began - where the blacktop ends

Where the blacktop ends I can always find - a home cooked meal with apple pie
These rocky hills seem to call me home - when times get hard
My folks don’t care why I come back home - cause mom and dad would give up all they owned
I know that I can always count on them - where the blacktop ends

The home I love is just around the bend - where the blacktop ends