Chords for Bruce Springsteen - "My Father's house" Album Version

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Last night I [E] dreamed _ _ that [G] _ _ I was a [Am] _
child [D] _ _ _ _ _
Out where the _ [F] pines grow [D] _
_ _ _ wild [A] and tall
_ _ _ _ [E] _ I was [A] trying _ to [G] _
_ make it home through the fog _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
Before the _ [Am] _ _ _ darkness _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
falls
_ _ _ _ I heard the wind _ _ rustling _ [G] _
_ _ through the [D] trees _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] And ghostly _ _ voices _ _ _ _ rose from the _ _ fields
_ _ I ran with my heart _ pounding _ [G] _
down that _ broken [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ road With the _ _ devil _ [A] _
_ snapping at my [D]
heels
_ _ _ _ I broke through the _ trees and [G] _
_ _ there in the night _ _ _ _ _ _ My father's _ [E] house _ [Dm] stood _ shining hard and [A] bright
_ _ _ _ _ The branches and _ _ _ brambles [G]
tore my [D] clothes and scratched my arms
_ _ But I ran till I fell, _ _ _ [A] _
shaking _ in his _ [D]
arms _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
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_ _ _ _ I awoke and I met _ the [G] hard things that pulled us
[D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ We'll never _ _ again, sir, _ tear us from each other's [A] _
hearts
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I got [D] dressed and to [G] that house _ I did [D] _
ride
_ _ _ _ From out on the road I could see [A] its windows shining _ _ wide
_ _ _ _ _ _ I walked up the steps and [G] _
_ _ stood on the [D] door _ A _ _ _ woman I didn't recognize
_ Came and spoke to me through a [A] chain door _ _ I _ _ told her my _ _ story _ [G] and _ who [D] I'd come for
_ _ _ _ _ She said, I'm sorry, son, but no one by [A] that name lives here _ anymore _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [D] My _ father's house _ _ [G] _
shines _ _ hard [E] and [D] bright _ _ _ _ _ _ Stands like a _ beacon _ _ calling _ [A] me in the night
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Calling and calling, _ [D] _ _
_ _ so cold and alone _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Shining across this dark _ highway where our sins _ lie _ _ unatoned _ _ _ _ _
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