Karaoké Home Alan Jackson

In a small town down in Georgia over forty years ago

Her maiden name was Musik 'till she met that Jackson boy

They married young like folks did then not a penny to their name

But they believed the one you vow to love should always stay the 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 tool shed Granddaddy 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 and wrong

Lord, there'll never be another place in this world that I'll call home

My momma raised five children four girls and there was me

She found her strength from 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 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 underneath the hood

And they made their house from a tool shed Granddaddy 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 and wrong

Lord, there'll never be another place in this world that I'll call home

No, there'll never be another place in this world that I'll call home