Lyrics
Where I grew up
We didn't have much money
We wore hand-me-downs
Got by just fine
Three squares and a bed
And a place to rest my head
Where I grew up
We rode the bus to school
It was math and history
And the golden rule
It was backyard football
In a field fresh-cut for hay
I keep remembering
Those simple times
Family and friends
Lord it seems that I'm
A million miles away
I'd drive a million miles today
Just to get back
To the place I love
To old familiar faces
And honest warm embraces
That keep rolling through my mind
Back where I grew up
Where I grew up
It was Becky Williams
She was my first love
My first everything
God I miss that girl
And I wonder what might have been
Where I grew up
It was church on Sunday
With a worn-out Bible
And an old hymn book
We'd stand and sing
Every verse of Amazing Grace
Lord it makes me wish
for simpler times
If I could just get back there
But it seems that I'm
A million miles away
I'd drive a million miles today
Just to get back
To the place I love
To old familiar faces
And honest warm embraces
That keep rolling through my mind
A million miles away
I'd drive a million miles today
Just to get back
To the place I love
To old familiar faces
And honest warm embraces
That keep rolling through my mind
Back where I grew up
Back where I grew up
Copyright: TUNECORE INC
Writer(s): Doug Mathis, Jeff Cordes, Mark Box
We didn't have much money
We wore hand-me-downs
Got by just fine
Three squares and a bed
And a place to rest my head
Where I grew up
We rode the bus to school
It was math and history
And the golden rule
It was backyard football
In a field fresh-cut for hay
I keep remembering
Those simple times
Family and friends
Lord it seems that I'm
A million miles away
I'd drive a million miles today
Just to get back
To the place I love
To old familiar faces
And honest warm embraces
That keep rolling through my mind
Back where I grew up
Where I grew up
It was Becky Williams
She was my first love
My first everything
God I miss that girl
And I wonder what might have been
Where I grew up
It was church on Sunday
With a worn-out Bible
And an old hymn book
We'd stand and sing
Every verse of Amazing Grace
Lord it makes me wish
for simpler times
If I could just get back there
But it seems that I'm
A million miles away
I'd drive a million miles today
Just to get back
To the place I love
To old familiar faces
And honest warm embraces
That keep rolling through my mind
A million miles away
I'd drive a million miles today
Just to get back
To the place I love
To old familiar faces
And honest warm embraces
That keep rolling through my mind
Back where I grew up
Back where I grew up
Copyright: TUNECORE INC
Writer(s): Doug Mathis, Jeff Cordes, Mark Box