

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] If I could go back to Mama’s house Screen door slam and the porch light out Coffee in a chipped blue cup She’d say, “Boy, you sure grew up” [Verse 2] Sunday shoes by the back hall mat Polaroids on the fridge like that Dusty Bible, ribbon worn Same old room where I was born [Chorus] If I could go back to Mama’s house Let the years all turn around Lay my worries on her kitchen table She’d say, “Sit still, I’ll fix your plate” If I could go back to Mama’s house I’d hold on, stay a little longer now Hear her humming as the day fades out If I could go back to Mama’s house [Bridge] All these miles and midnight roads Can’t outdrive the things I know Every heartbreak, every doubt Leads me back to Mama’s house [Chorus] If I could go back to Mama’s house Let the years all turn around Lay my worries on her kitchen table She’d say, “Sit still, I’ll fix your plate” (oh Mama) If I could go back to Mama’s house I’d hold on, stay a little longer now Hear her humming as the day fades out If I could go back to Mama’s house
Tags
country, Warm country ballad with male vocals, brushed snares, gentle pedal steel, and upright piano. Verses start intimate and close-mic’d; chorus swells with stacked harmonies and a light organ pad. Subtle fiddle lines answer the vocal between phrases, with a soft acoustic solo outro fading on a held vocal ad-lib., ballad
2:04
No
2/18/2026