The house that built me    (video)

 

    C ~    +  C - G - F - C     - C - G - C

 

                        C

1. I know they say, you can't go home again,

Em

    I just had to come back one last time,

         F

    Ma'am I know, you don't know me from Adam

                     C                                                    G

    but these hand prints on the front steps are mine.

 

                     C

2. Up those stairs, in that little back bedroom

                     Em

    is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar.

               F

    And I bet you didn't know, under that live oak

           C                                          G

    my favorite dog is buried in the yard.

 

      F                                                      C

I thought if I could touch this place, or feel it,

        Dm                                                 C

this brokenness inside me might start healin'.

         F

Out here it's like I'm someone else,

     Am                                                 F

I thought that maybe I could find myself.

   C                                                F

If I could just come in I swear I'll leave,

                                        C

won't take nothin' but a memory

                 G                     C

from the house that built me.

 

                C

3. Mama cut out pictures of houses for years

              Em

    from "Better Homes and Garden" magazine.

                         F

    Plans were drawn and concrete poured and

 

    nail by nail and board by board,

C                                                G

    Daddy gave life to Mama's dream.

 

+  CHORUS

 

            Am                                                         C

+  You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can,

  Dm                                             F                  G

    I got lost in this old world and forgot, who I am.

 

      F                                                      C

I thought if I could touch this place, or feel it,

        Dm                                                 C

this brokenness inside me might start healin'.

         F

Out here it's like I'm someone else,

     Am                                                F

I thought that maybe I could find myself.

   C                                                F

If I could walk around I swear I'll leave,

                                        C

won't take nothin' but a memory

                 G                     F    - C - Dm - G - C

from the house that built me.

 

(orig. = capo 5th)    (Miranda Lambert)