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Mama's got her apron on standin in the kitchen
cookin up my favorite dish, whatever she is fixin
Daddy's in a picture in a frame that's always sittin by the phone
Dafodils are poppin up out behind the clothesline
Underneath that tree I planted when I was just a boy of 9
Man I never can believe just how much its grown when I go
Home, back home
To the gentle place that held me close, as I became a man
And the streets are all familiar and an old friend shakes my hand, And I feel
Fine, so fine
Yeah knowing that this road I'm wandering on
From time to time always leads me home.
Brother he'll be waitin with the latest from the grapevine sayin
Man you won't believe them stories bout those crazy friends of mine
And all them little scandals, that a small town can't seem to leave alone
Later on we'll sit around bellies tight from supper
Tellin all them stories that we just can't get enough of
And somewhere in an honest laugh, it'll finally hit me that I'm...
Home, back home
Where the memories all have gathered up and slowly turned to gold
And I've carried them along with me where ever I may go,And I feel
Fine, so fine
Yeah knowing that this road I'm wandering on
From time to time always leads me home.
And I go and put some flowers down at daddy's stone
And I see that empty space beside him, it always makes me glad
That I came
Home, back home
Where the Bible is the Bible and the angels get their wings
And the circle is unbroken, when I hear them church bells ring and I feel
Fine, you know I feel so fine
Yeah knowing that this road I'm wandering on
From time to time unwinds, across the rivers through the pines
And leads me home.
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Readable chord sheet for Home by Tim McGraw
[G]Mama's got her apron on standin in the kitchen [C]cookin up my favorite dish, whatever she is fixin [A]Daddy's in a picture in a fra[C]me that's always sittin by the ph[G]one [G]Dafodils are poppin up out behind the clothesline [C]Underneath that tree I planted when I was just a boy of 9 [A]Man I never can believe [C]just how much its grown when I go [G]Home, back ho[C]me [F]To the gentle place that held me close, [C]as I became a man And the [F]streets are all fa[G]miliar and an [C]old friend shakes m[D]y hand, And I feel [G]Fine, so fi[C]ne [F]Yeah knowing that this road I'm wa[C]ndering on [F]From time to time alw[D]ays leads me hom[G]e. [G]Brother he'll be waitin with the latest from the grapevine sayin [C]Man you won't believe them stories bout those crazy friends of mine [A]And all them little scandals, that a sm[C]all town can't seem to leave al[G]one [G]Later on we'll sit around bellies tight from supper [C]Tellin all them stories that we just can't get enough of [A]And somewhere in an honest laugh, [C]it'll finally hit me that I'm... [G]Home, back hom[C]e [F]Where the memories all have gathered up an[C]d slowly turned to gold And I've [F]carried them alon[G]g with me w[C]here ever I m[D]ay go,And I feel [G]Fine, so fin[C]e [F]Yeah knowing that this road I'm w[C]andering on [F]From time to time al[D]ways leads me h[G]ome. [G] [C] [F] [G] And I [Am]go and put some flowers d[E]own at daddy's stone And I [C]see that empty space beside him, it always makes me gl[D]ad That I came [G]Home, back hom[C]e [F]Where the Bible is the Bible and the ange[C]ls get their wings And the ci[F]rcle is unbroke[G]n, when I hea[C]r them church bells ri[D]ng and I feel [G]Fine, you know [C]I feel so fine [F]Yeah knowing that this road I'm w[C]andering on [F]From time to time unw[D]inds, across the riv[C]ers through the pines And leads me ho[G]me.