From the recording Coming Back Home
Lyrics
Dangle your feet off the dock
With me for a while
And we’ll talk through the years
And what’s your mind
Take a right off of the highway
Into small town, USA
Walking through the wooden door frame
See the pictures line the hallway
Man ain’t it nice to be known
Man ain’t it good to be grown
My face may have changed
But my heart beats the same
And that sure is written in stone
Man ain’t it nice to be known
Sometimes it’s nice to play cards
And just laugh with your friends
Who care who you are
And not where you’ve been
Take a right off of the highway
Into small town, USA
Walking through the wooden door frame
See the pictures line the hallway
Man ain’t it nice to be known
Man ain’t it good to be grown
My face may have changed
But my heart beats the same
And that sure is written in stone
Man ain’t it nice to be known
Ain’t it nice
Ain’t it good
Don’t it feel just like it should?
Ain’t it nice
Ain’t it good
Don’t it feel just like it should?
Man ain’t it nice to be known
Man ain’t it good to be grown
My face may have changed
But my heart beats the same
And that sure is written in stone
Man ain’t it nice to be home
