Nice To Come Home Lyrics

Julie Doiron Nice To Come Home

It's always nice to come home after getting lots done
I slip off my boots take off all my coats and go right
into my room
I turn on my little lamp and finally sit down
And pick up my guitar and give it some strums

And I think of you in New Brunswick
I think of you in your little house
I think of you in New Brunswick
I think of you and your comfy bed

I can wonder what you did with your day
I'd like to tell you about mine but I'll wait
You probably played guitar too
I'm sure ‘cause I know you always do
And round now you're making supper after your day is
through
You may even be in your lazy boy chair, and soon I will
be there too

Now I think of you in New Brunswick
I think of you in your little house
I think of you in New Brunswick
I think of you and your comfy bed