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"That Home"
There was a home in town
Where broken kids, the lost & found
Would come from miles around
Just to see, what love was all about
'Cause Momma had a way of makin' things okay
She'd cook us our favorite meal
Sit and listen to how we feel
Oh, how the pain was real
How many families what the devil steal?
Momma had a way of makin' things okay
In that home
We knew we were safe
To be young enough to dream
Find the faith to believe
And in that home
Love, it had no end
It's where we learned to forgive
