Back On The Ground

I dropped by to check on mama, for a minute

I could hear her humming a tune

Through the screen door in the kitchen

She was puttin' the final touches on a homemade pecan pie

And just like always I was, right on timeA little game of guess-who

And I got a hug and, "How's my baby?"

I said, "You know me mama,

I've been hittin' it hard and runnin' like crazy

But I don't wanna bore you with that same old nothing's-new,

I'd rather just pull up this chair and get caught up on you"Ain't it funny how it all comes back around

I remember when I couldn't wait

To get out of her hair and ditch this town

I was restless and time to move on

Now it's any reason to go back home

That's what's it all about

Yeah, I'm just slowin' down

And gettin' my feet back on the groundThat minute turned into an hour 'fore I knew it

And I got my fill on pie and how everybody's doing

I used to look for every reason in the world to hit that door

And she said, "You want another cup of coffee?"

And I said, "Yeah, I'll take one more"Ain't it funny how it all comes back around

I remember when I couldn't wait

To get out of her hair and ditch this town

I was restless and time to move on

Now it's any reason to go back home

That's what's it all about

Yeah, I'm just slowin' down

To get my feet back on the groundAnd now, I can't go too many days without

Checkin' in, just touchin' base

And just slowin' down, back on the ground

I dropped by to check on mama, for a minute

Songwriters

TONY MARTIN, CASEY BEATHARD, NEIL THRASHERPublished by

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