One in a million in a lonely town,

Two hundred people trying to keep me down,

I've taken all i can, i ain't lookin' back.

Small town boy in a back yard lot,

Can't make a living with the luck i've got

I'm gonna leave it all, i ain't looking back.



That's the way i remember, it seemed to me when i was young.

But i can still see the leaves slowly fall to the ground,

And the snow on the trees as the winter comes down.

Still i go home again in my heart.



My father worked hard on the railroad track;

37 years cut across his back,

He gave it all he had for what he believed.

Like every other kid that came before,

I grew up believing there was something more

And i still believe, i still believe.



That's the way i remember, it seemed to me when i was young.

But i can still see the leaves slowly fall to the ground,

And the snow on the trees as the winter comes down.

Still i go home again in my heart.



But i can still see the lightning on a warm summer night

And the rain on the roof when i close my eyes;

I can still hear us laughing on the front porch in the dark.

There are days when i know that i've traveled so far

That i'll never find the road leading back to the start,

Still i go home again in my heart

Still i go home again in my heart

In my heart, in my heart


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