Letra de Down Home
Down home... Oh, down home There used to be rivers and trees Fresh bread every single morning And sweet magnolia in the breeze Oh, fishing lines and young dreamsOh, I hear them calling to me But there's no way to get down home Cuz down home's just a memoryWish I could leave this big town City living ain't living to me But there's no way to get down homeNo you can't retrieve it Cuz once you leave itOh, down home's just a memory Down home... Oh, down home