You think you're one of millions but you're one in a million to me

Soon the pines will be falling everywhere
As the village children fight each other for their share
And the six-o-nine goes roaring past the creek
As Deacon Lee prepares his sermon for next week

I saw Grandma yesterday down at the store
Well she’s really doing fine for eighty-four
And she asked me if sometime I could fix her barn
The poor old girl she needs a hand to run that farm

And it’s good old country comfort in my bones
It’s the sweetest sound these ears have ever known
It’s just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
Country comfort and a truck that’s goin’ back home
Oh it’s goin’ back home

Down at the well they’ve got a new machine
The foreman says it’ll cut manpower by fifteen
”Hey but that ain’t natural” old Clay would say
You see he’s a horse-drawn man until his dying day

And it’s good old country comfort in my bones
It’s the sweetest sound these ears have ever known
It’s just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
Country comfort and a truck that’s goin’ back home
Oh it’s goin’ back home

Country comfort and a truck that’s goin’ back home
Whoa, it’s goin’ back home
Hey take me back home
And a truck, and a truck that’s goin’ back home
Any truck