Freetown Road
Lukas Graham
Take me back to my freetown road
Where the rain falls hard, and the tear gas blows
I've been around the world, and now I know
There ain't no place that smells like home
Down by the lake where I can grow
Take me back to the air so sweet
It smells like incense, sweat, and weed
I've been around the world, and I trust my feet
To take me back where my old friends meet
Down by the lake where I can grow
Down by the lake where I can grow
Down by the lake where I can grow
Ooh
Sirens in the dead of night
A boy got shot, and the mothers cry
We laid our flowers by the lake
God, he giveth, God, he takes
Take me back to the winter snow
To summer rain where grass can grow
Seasons come, let seasons go
There ain't no place that smells like–
There ain't no place that feels like–
There ain't no place that hurts like home