Way back home    (video)

 

    Em - C - G      - Em - C - D

 

              G

1. I was just a little boy without care,

           Em

    I remember looking up and seeing you there.

                   C                                       Am

    I never wandered too far from your sight,

                           F                              C                D

    'cause all the love I needed was there in your eyes.

 

                    G

2. We grew up in a war zone city with a cast iron wind,

               Em

    broken lives, darkened streets, and twisted steel.

              C                                                     Am

    But around our house the sky seems so blue,

                     F                             C                      D

    and on a wing and prayer we just muddled through.

 

              C                       G                            D                 Em

And we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our face,

              C                             G                       D                           Am

in that good-old-fashioned British way with pride and faultless grace.

            C                            G                               D                  Em

I shall never forget those childhood days for as long as I shall live,

            A                       A7            C                       D             G

and I'll always find my way back, always find my way back home.

 

                    G

3. Tell me, why in wars that made our family strong

                  Em

    as our defiant little island weathered the storm ?

                 C                                            Am

    There never seemed enough on my plate.

                              F                  C                        D

    You said, “Be grateful, say grace, don't complain !”

 

              C           G                       D                        Em

How can I ever thank you for the lessons that I've learnt,

                C                              G                       D                Am

and the precious warmth and comfort that I've felt at every turn.

              C               G                           D                      Em

And the roses sacrifice their lives for freedom and for peace,

          A                      A7            C                       D             G

I will always find my way back, always find my way back home.

 

   Em                      D               C                        G

+       I'll give you stories, Operation Burning Skies,

                    F                   C                          D

    and our nation with its back against the wall.

                Em                 D             C                        G

    Like a wide-eyed school boy I hang on with the record,

       F                                         D

    stories I was too young to recall.

 

              C                       G                            D                 Em

And we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our face,

              C                             G                       D                           Am

in that good-old-fashioned British way with pride and faultless grace.

            C                            G                               D                  Em

I shall never forget those childhood days for as long as I shall live,

            A                       A7            C                       D

and I'll always find my way back, always find my way.

 

              C                        G                           D                 Em

And we always kept the laughter and the smile upon our face,

              C                             G                       D                          Am

in that good-old-fashioned British way with pride and faultless grace.

            C                            G                               D                  Em

I shall never forget those childhood days for as long as I shall live,

            A                       A7            C                       D             G

and I'll always find my way back, always find my way back home.

 

(Churchill’s voice : ) We shall fight on the beaches !

    We shall fight on the landing grounds !

    We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets !

    We shall fight in the hills, we shall never surrender !

 

    (Rod Stewart)