Eyes on the ball and that
You sure how to be fair? (Must be)
Alright, I must not be geared up right tonight
Come on in and sit right down
And make yourself at home
If I had one wish, I wish I could
Go back to my home neighborhood
Where the good folks they all love you as their own
Then I'd go over to my neighbor's house
Knock on the door and they'd all sing out
"Come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home"
I'd sing their praises long and loud
'Cause they're all my folks and I'm mighty proud
Of the little old town back home where I was born
I wish that I could hear them say
In the good old-fashioned, friendly way
"Come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home" Yeah
Now here you go huh
Now, they don't lock their doors at night
'Cause they all know they're a-doing right
And the good Lord's bound to have them for his own
If I'd go back to hear them pray
In the little pine church, they all would say
"Come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home"
Now come on in and sit right down and make yourself at home
Thank you