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By Loretta Simonet ©2022 BMI

Understanding where we come from helps illuminate our path forward.

Loretta - vocals, harp
Curtis - vocals, mandocello
Sandy Njoes - bass fiddle

Lyrics

I traveled all over this world
I asked what it could offer me
I traveled all over this world
Just wondering where I would be
Home, my own, sweet home

CHORUS
Roots grow deep, Roots grow strong
Hold you up where you belong
Feed you in the darkest night
And lift you, up into, the light

I thought I could do it alone
I ran so fast through that rat race
I thought I could do it alone
Not one said in that lonesome place
You’re home, your own, sweet home

I finally found you one day
We sat still by the old oak tree
I finally found you one day
Love blossomed in my memory
Of home, my own, sweet home

And then when you opened my eyes
And every soul was shining there
And then when you opened my eyes
I saw they had been always there
Home, my own, sweet home