I'M Comin' Home
Well, I'm high on country music.
And my mind, it won't refuse it.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..
And I'm high on constellations.
Buddy, I've got relations.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..
Now, you see it your way.
And baby, I see it my way.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..
'Cause I'm high on country music.
And my mind, it won't refuse it.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..
And I'm high on constellations.
And buddy, I've got relations.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..
Now, you see it your way.
And baby, I see it my way.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..
'Cause I'm high on country music.
And my mind, it won't refuse it.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..
Country Music-Lyric By Kim Robin Edwards
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Copyright © Kim Robin Edwards | Year Posted 2014
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