Brett Kissel - Feet Back On The Ground lyrics

I drop by to check on momma For a minute I could hear her hummin' Through the screen door in the kitchen She was puttin' the final touches on a Homemade apple pie And just like always, I was Right on time A little game of guess who And I got a hug and "How is my baby?" I said You know me momma, I've been hittin' it hard And runnin' like crazy But I don't wanna bore you with that Same old nothin'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 18, time to move on Now it's any reason to come back home That's what it's all about Yeah, just slowin' down And get my feet back on the ground That minute turned into an hour Before I knew it I got my fill on pie and how everbody's doin' 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 have 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 18, time to move on Now it's any reason to come back home That's what it's all about Yeah, just slowin' down And get my feet back on the ground 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 Now I, can't go too many days without Checkin' in, just touchin' base That's what it's all about Yeah, just slowin' down I drop by to check on momma For a minute