Their Home Songtext
von Brandon Rhyder

She had a ring on her finger
And she held the key to his heart
And he was the man she′d always wanted
And God had given them a brand new start

They both wanted kids, a boy and a girl
A place in the country, a farm with a horse
A piece of the earth that they could mold
Into a place that they would call their home

Hard working, blue collar, working for the dollar
An American dream living off of the land
Each morning he started by asking the father
To bless this place that they would call their home


Now that little boy, you see he's growin′ up and playin' ball
And that little girl, well she's going to her senior prom
And it won′t be long now till they′re all alone again
And that little farm will be as silent as the wind

Hard working, blue collar, working for the dollar
An American dream living off of the land
Each morning he started by asking the father
To bless this place that they would call their home

Sittin in the pickup that he bought new in '68
He says to his grandon, boy go get that gate
And as he watches him a tear comes to his eye
Cause he′s so thankful for what he's got in his life

Hard working, blue collar, working for the dollar
An American dream living off of the land
Each morning he started by asking the father
To bless this place that they would call their home