Julie Doiron — Nice To Come Home lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Nice To Come Home" by Julie Doiron.

Lyrics

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