(Verse 1) Left my coat on the back of that old cedar chair, Smoke from the chimney still hung in the air. The porch light flickered as I walked down the road, Carried the quiet like a heavy load. (Chorus) Oh, I howl for home beneath the silver sky, Wind on my back, stars in my eye. Every mile I roam just cuts to the bone, ’Cause the farther I go, the louder I howl for home. (Verse 2) Found a creek where the water runs low and clear, Heard my reflection whisper, “You don’t belong here.” Picked up my old harmonica, played one lonesome tune, Echoed through the pines, met the rising moon. (Chorus) Oh, I howl for home beneath the silver sky, Wind on my back, stars in my eye. Every mile I roam just cuts to the bone, ’Cause the farther I go, the louder I howl for home. (Bridge) There’s a firelight waiting somewhere I know, Voices soft and warm in the evening’s glow. If the road don’t break me before I arrive, I’ll sing this song just to feel alive. (Chorus – communal) We howl for home beneath the silver sky, Hands on our hearts, tears in our eyes. Every soul that’s lost still dreams of its own, ’Cause no matter how far — we all howl for home. (Outro) Fingerpicked strings fade into night, A harmonica sighs, then takes flight. And somewhere the sound finds its way to the bone — That soft, steady howl for home.
