Daddy came around every once in a while
But momma she was there all the time
And summertime in compton was not like tv

But we were right there where we needed to be

And the thurmond boys on peach street with only their dad

So proud of themselves and that old pontiac they had
And miss brooks her bible and her three little boys
At the double rock baptist church makin' a joyful noise


There's more than one way home
Ain't no right way ain't no wrong

And whatever road you might be on
You find your own way 'cause there's more than one way home


Got me a job at the grocery store
Workin' weekdays after school from 5 to 9
And tommy john and charlie were the neighborhood stars

With their midsize homes and their big fancy cars

And when the eagle flied on friday i'd go out to play

Wastin' time with otis out on the dock of the bay
And my ticket to adventure was a ride on the bus
Different places different faces but they were just like us


Well there's more than one way home
Ain't no right way ain't no wrong

And whatever road you might be on
You find your own way 'cause there's more than one way home


Well there's more than one way home
Ain't no right way ain't no wrong
Whatever road you might be on

You find your own way 'cause there's more than one way home

There's more than one way home

And there ain't no right way ain't no wrong
Whatever road you might be on
You find your own way 'cause there's more than one way home


More than one way home
Ain't no right way no wrong

Whatever road you might be on
You find your own way 'cause there's more than one way home