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Follow Me Home © 2025 Mitchell Scott — All rights reserved. Lyrics (Ahh ahh ahh...) (Ahh ahh ahh...) I didn't hear a single sound There wasn't a dry eye around The day that I came back to town And heard you lost your way It seems as though it were yesterday We were kids going out to play Our long ago but simple life Remember, you promised me you'd be my wife I’m not sure of the words to say But I know I’m here to stay I'm back for you, to take your hand Lead you from the darkened land Come to me and we'll take a stand And we’ll go out to play I’ll brush the hair back from your eyes Help you see the bright blue skies I'll help you to realize That you'll be safe with me You can follow me home No-o matter the road or wherever you roam Yes, you can follow me home Open your eyes and see I walked past the old schoolyard Where we carved our names in bark Every ghost from our younger days Is still lighting up the dark You faded in the silence slow But I never let you go Through every turn and twist and fall I still believe in all we know I know it's hard to trust the day But love has never walked away I'm back for you, to take your hand Lead you from the darkened land Come to me and we'll take a stand And we’ll go out to play I’ll brush the hair back from your eyes Help you see the bright blue skies I'll help you to realize That you'll be safe with me (Guitar Solo) (Ahh ahh ahh...) You can follow me home No-o matter the road or wherever you roam Yes, you can follow me home Open your eyes and see Just open your eyes and see... You can follow me home...
A homecoming heart-rescue. Follow Me Home leans warm and hopeful—acoustic bed, gentle fiddle pads, steady drum pocket. Verses trace shared history; the hook invites trust. Built for a storyteller vocal and a band that can breathe.
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