Don`t It Make You Wanna Go Home

The morning paper is reading like a scroll<br>Like the headlines from 2000 years ago<br>Everywhere I look I see the signs<br>My heart’s telling me it’s almost time<br><br>Don’t it make you want to go home<br>Run through those gates and fall in Jesus’ arms<br>And all the cares of this world will be gone<br>Don’t it make you, don’t it make you want to go home<br><br>I can’t wait to sit a Jesus’ feet<br>To hear Him say welcome home to me<br>I can almost feel His warm embrace<br>And His nail-scarred hands as they wipe my tears away <br><br>Don’t it make you want to go home<br>Run through those gates and fall in Jesus’ arms<br>And all the cares of this world will be gone<br>Don’t it make you, don’t it make you want to go home<br><br>Far away from this world of pain<br>God’s prepared a perfect place<br>And I can’t stop thinking about it<br>I’m so homesick for it<br>Don’t it make you want to go home<br>Don’t it make you want to go home<br><br>Don’t it make you want to go home<br>Run through those gates and fall in Jesus’ arms<br>And all the cares of this world will be gone<br>Don’t it make you, don’t it make you want to go home<br><br>Don’t it make you want to go home<br>Run through those gates and straight to heaven’s throne<br>And fall in Jesus’ arms<br>Don’t it make, don’t it make you want to go home<br>Yes I want to go home<br>Yes I want to go home