I can hear it slam and slam again
And a hundred times more each day
That old screen door
On our farmhouse
On a sultry warm summer's day
I can hear my mother calling out
Don't slam that door so hard
As we're raced into the barnyard
But, oh the times that old door seen
Each slam of each jam a new mystery
One way out, full of adventure
The other, to a family history
Half the paint had long disappeared
What was left, a faded green
Hinges were a wee bit warm
With a glowing hole in the screen
Worn out latch from front to back
The threshold had seen its day
T'was all but worn away
But, oh the times that old door seen
Each slam of each jam a new mystery
One way out, full of adventure
The other, to a family history
But the times that old door seen
Each slam of each jam a new mystery
One way out, full of adventure
The other, to a family history
And how I wish to be there now
Someday soon we'll all be together
Through that old screen door somehow
But all the times that old door seen
Each slam of each jam a new mystery
One way out, full of adventure
The other, to a family history
But the times that old door seen
Each slam of each jam a new mystery
One way out, full of adventure
The other, to a family history
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home