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In a small town in Georgia, over forty years ago,
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    her maiden name was Musick till she met that Jackson boy.
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    They married young like folks did then, not a penny to their name,
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they believed the one you vowed to love
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should always stay the same.

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On the land his daddy gave them, a foundation underway,
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for a love to last forever or until their dying day.
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    They built a bond that's strong enough to stand the test of time
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and a place for us to turn to when our lives where in a bind.

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And they made their house from a tool shed,
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granddaddy rolled down on two logs,
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and they built walls all around it and they made that house a home.
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And they taught us about good living,    they taught us right from wrong,
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Lord, there'll never be another place in this world that I'll call home.

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    My mama raised five children, four girls, then there was me,
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    she found her strength with faith in God and love of family.
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    She never had a social life, home was all she knew,
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    except the time she took a job        to pay a bill or two.

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My daddy skinned his knuckles on the cars that he repaired,
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    he never earned much money, but he gave us all he had.
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    He never made the front page, but he did the best he could,
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and folks drove their cars from miles around
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to let him look underneath the hood.

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And they made their house from a tool shed,
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granddaddy rolled down on two logs,
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and they built walls all around it and they made that house a home.
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And they taught us about good living,    they taught us right from wrong,
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Lord, there'll never be another place in this world that I'll call home.

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There'll never be another place in this world that I'll call home.