He's Coming Home

He’s coming home
He’s coming home
To the place where he was born
He’s coming Home
It’s where he belongs
And he’s never leavin this time

When Daddy left home my Momma stopped livin’
And cried her self to sleep every night
I was only nine, but in this life I’d been given
I became a man over night

It was Austin Texas on the fourth of July
That’s where he was found
I was 16 barely old enough for shaving
On the day I shot him down

He’s coming home
He’s coming home
In a box of knotty pine
He’s coming Home
It’s where he belongs
And he’ll never leave her this time

You can lock me up in a prison cell
You can take away my life
I can survive even in this Hell
If you don’t make Momma cry

I’m coming home
I’m going home
In a box of knotty pine
I’m coming Home
It’s where I belong
And I’m never going to leave this time
I’m coming home
I’m going home
In a box of knotty pine