River rollin' in the backyard, old truck backfireDog barkin' at the front door, crow crawlin' on the wireA BMX with tradin' carts through the sporesThe sounds of homeStill saw singin' in the workshop, a timer ringin' on the stoveMy brother pickin' on the flat top, and sister chirpin' on the phoneAll callin' me like a friend I used to knowThe sounds of homeAnd I know no matter where I goI'll find my homeOn the road that takes me backI may get a little too far goneBut when I hear that song, I get back on trackYou can hear me in the air everywhere you goThe sounds of homePreach preachin' on a SundayViews creakin' as we prayA little baby gettin' baptizedAs the choir sings amazing graceA little sweet salvation for my soulThe sounds of homeAnd I know no matter where I goI'll find the road that takes me backI may get a little too far goneBut when I hear that song, I get back on trackYou can hear me in the air everywhere you goThe sounds of homeMilitary drum drummin'On a Friday night of liesWe were under them bleachersShe said, I love you for the very first timeAnd those three words still haunt me like a ghostThe sounds of homeThe sounds of homeAnd I know no matter where I goI'll find the road that takes me backI may get a little too far goneBut when I hear that song I get back on trackYou can hear me in the air everywhere you goAnd now you can't outrun your rootsNo matter where you roamThe sounds of home