Home
C - F
- C - F
C
1. The only thing I see ahead
F G
C
is just
the heat a rising off the road.
C Am
The rainbows I've been chasing
F G
C
keep
on fading before I find my pot of gold.
F
And more and more I'm
thinking,
C
- Am
that
the only treasures that I'll ever kno
.w
C G C
are
long ago and far behind wrapped up in my memories of home.
F
Home was a swimming hole and a fishing pole,
C
and the feel of a muddy road
between my toes.
F
Home was a back porch swing where I would sit
C
G
and mom would sing Amazing Grace
while she hung out the clothes.
F
Home was an easy chair with
my daddy there
C - Am
and the smell of Sunday supper on
the sto
...ve.
C G C
My footsteps carry me away but in my mind I'm always going home.
(orig. moves up half a note to capo 2nd here) + G
C
2. Now the miles I put behind me
F G C
ain't as hard as the miles that lay ahead.
C Am
And it's way too late to
listen to the
F G C
words of wisdom that
my daddy said.
F
The straight and narrow path
he showed me
C - Am
turned
into a thousand winding roa
.ds.
C
G C
My footsteps carry me away,
but in my mind I'm always going home.
F
Home was a swimming hole and a fishing pole,
C
and the feel of a muddy road
between my toes.
F
Home was a back porch swing where I would sit
C
G
and mom would sing Amazing Grace
while she hung out the clothes.
F
Home was an easy chair with my daddy there
C - Am
and the smell of Sunday supper on
the sto
...ve.
C G C
My footsteps carry me away but in my mind I'm always going home.
F
+ The straight and
narrow path he showed me
C - Am
turned
into a thousand winding roa
ds.
C
My footsteps carry me away,
G F - C
but
in my mind I'm always going home.
(orig. = capo 1st) (Joe Diffie)