THE ROOTS THAT PULL ME HOME – Copyright 1991 by Dave Saunders
Published by Sgt Joe Music (BMI)
From the Dave Saunders CD "Uncle John's Tree"
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I pull off of the highway
Where the little two-lane road runs down the hill
Past barns with tobacco signs painted on their sides
And cross the old iron bridge beside the mill

My memory starts to wander
Down all the roads I've traveled through the years
Never dreaming that the treasure that I've searched the world to find
Was at the end of the road that leads back here

This is the land that holds The Roots That Pull Me Home
The hand that guides me gently when I'm gone
The cradle of my childhood, where I learned to be a man
These are The Roots That Pull Me Home

I see the little schoolhouse where I spent my younger days
And the church where my folks taught me to pray
And a little family graveyard filled with honeysuckle vines
And stones carved with names the same as mine

In the silence of the moment
With friends a loved ones gathered all around
Sheltered by the branches of an ancient family tree
I watch another root go deep in hallowed ground

This is the land that holds The Roots That Pull Me Home
The hand that guides me gently when I'm gone
The cradle of my childhood, where I learned to be a man
These are The Roots That Pull Me Home

This is the land that holds The Roots That Pull Me Home
The hand that guides me gently when I'm gone
The cradle of my childhood, where I learned to be a man
These are The Roots That Pull Me Home

These are The Roots That Pull Me Home