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Well I'm goin' back this summer, to Ohio

I'm gonna seek out all those friends I've always known

I'm goin' back to that farm that I remember

Well I'm gonna spend this summer

Back home



Back home

I'll spend my summer, back home

Back home

I'll spend my summer, back home



I'm gonna get up every morning before the roosters

I'll run down the stairs, fix my breakfast all alone

I'll milk those cows, feed the chickens and the horses

Well I'm gonna spend this summer

Back home



Back home

I'll spend my summer, back home

Back home

I'll spend my summer, back home



I'll eat everything that Ma puts on the table

When I get back you won't believe how I've grown

I'll hit the sack early every night thinking 'bout tomorrow

Well I'm gonna spend this summer

Back home



Back home, back home, back home, back home



I'll spend my summer, back home

Back home

I'll spend my summer, back home



Back home

I'll spend my summer, back home

Back home

I'll spend my summer, back home