I spent a few weeks back at home
That made me want to write a country song
Coffee in the morning with mom
Trying to figure out with dad what went wrong
Friday 5 a.m. I'm playing ball
Damn sometimes that's all that I want
I guess that I'll just put it in a song
When I spent a few weeks back in Arkansas
On the night I pulled in
Phone rang it was that old best friend
I was nervous he would talk about my sins
Sunday service me, but this is what he said
Man we're gonna have one hell of a time
I hope you brought your sleeping bag, you're staying at mine
Cause when we wake up I got a brand new truck
And I've been dying to take her for a ride
I want to go back to playing ping pong
Scraping my knee and yelling for my mom
I want to be a big ole kid, want to have my first kiss
And I might even want to fall in love
Then it came time to tell them what's been going on
So I got my friends together, and I played them these songs
I looked up, and they were singing along
To that first one I wrote called Mexico
Now I get it why people move home
I admit it I don't want to grow old
So I'm in the city, and I'm sowing my oats
But is it fitting for a man to be alone?
Now I keep thinking about
How will I know if the time is now
I never had any doubt
Until that friend starting running his mouth
Man we're gonna have one hell of a time
I hope you brought your sleeping bag, you're staying at mine
Cause when we wake up I got a brand new truck
And I've been dying to take her for a ride
I want to go back to playing ping pong
Scraping my knee and yelling for my mom
I want to be a big ole kid, want to have my first kiss
And I might even want to fall in love
You think you'd ever think about moving back home
I'm sure that you like being out on your own
But if you're thinking of it, I moved in next to Nick
And I'm sure he'd find you a good one
Tell your mom and day that I said hi
Tell them I'm sorry for that one night
I know you just got home, but I want you to know
You can come visit anytime
You can come visit anytime