[Intro] I still remember that old room full of noise, Then you smiled, and I forgot my choice. [Verse 1] I came in wearing dust from the county line, A hat pulled low, trying to look just fine. You had your boots and that black dress on, And every smart thing I knew was gone. I’d been good at leaving before things got deep, Keeping every promise I was scared to keep. But you looked past the swagger, past the grin, And made a hard-headed man want to let you in. [Pre-Chorus] I’m rough in the places the years wore thin, You found the better part I kept tucked in. [Chorus] You gave this cowboy a place to land, A porch-light welcome and a steady hand. Through dusty miles and the passing years, You make a home out of anywhere. I’ll bring the flowers, you bring that smile, We’ll take the long road, mile by mile. No silver tongue, no grand display, Just me choosing you every day. [Verse 2] Those barn doors swung and the boards shook loud, You laughed at the bull while I worked the crowd. I reached for your hand when the dust rolled in, And you trusted the man beneath the grin. I’m stubborn as a gate that won’t stay shut, You still see the good when I’ve messed things up. Your notes in my pocket, your kiss on the porch, Your quiet belief when my plans fall short. [Chorus] You gave this cowboy a place to land, A porch-light welcome and a steady hand. Through dusty miles and the passing years, You make a home out of anywhere. I’ll bring the flowers, you bring that smile, We’ll take the long road, mile by mile. No silver tongue, no grand display, Just me choosing you every day. [Verse 3] I keep your little letters by the bed, Read the crooked hearts and the things you said. Your coffee on the table, supper on the stove, The ordinary things are the ones I love. We’ll dance barefoot when the warm winds pass, Laugh till the porch boards shake beneath our feet. You gave me more than I knew to ask, A steady kind of love built strong to last. [Bridge] If you wear wildflowers, I’ll wear my best, Meet you by the barn with a pounding chest. No ballroom needed, no shining show, Just our people there and the vows we know. I’ll say it plain with my voice gone rough: You are my home, and home is enough. [Final Chorus] You gave this cowboy a place to land, A porch-light welcome and a steady hand. Through dusty miles and the passing years, You make a home out of anywhere. I’ll bring the flowers, you bring that smile, We’ll take the long road, mile by mile. No silver tongue, no grand display, I’ll keep choosing you every day. [Outro] Keep your letters; I’ll keep mine, Your hand in my hand through changing times. When seasons turn and the years roll through, I’ll still be that lucky man choosing you.
