Chords for Bruce Springsteen - My Father's House (Springsteen on Broadway - Official Audio)

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_ _ _ _ _ _ Last night I dreamed that [A] _ _ I was [E] a child
_ _ _ Out where the pines grow _ _ _ wild and tall
[B] _ I [E] _ was trying to [A] _ [F#m] make it [E] home through the fire
_ _ _ Before the darkness, _ _ _ _ darkness fall
_ _ _ I heard the wind rustling _ [A] _ _ through the [E] trees
_ And _ _ _ ghostly _ voices _ rose from the fields
[B] _ _ I [E] ran with my heart pounding _ [A] down that broken [E]
path
_ _ _ _ _ With the devil [C#] _ snapping [E] at my heels
_ _ _ I broke through the trees and _ [A] _ _ there in [E] the night
_ _ _ _ My father's house stood _ _ shining [B] hard and bright
_ The [E] _ branches and brambles [A] tore my clothes and scratched [E] my arms
But _ _ I ran till I fell _ [C#] _ [B] shaking in his [E] arms _ _ _ _
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I awoke and I imagined _ the [A] hard things that pulled us [E] apart _ _ _ _
Would never again _ _ _ tear us from each other's hearts
_ I got dressed into [C#m] his house, I [E] did ride
_ _ _ _ From out on the road I could see its windows _ shining in light
_ _ _ Well I walked up the steps and _ [A] _ [E] I stood on the porch
_ _ _ _ _ And a woman I didn't recognize
She came and spoke to me through a chain [B] door
Well _ _ [E] I told her my story and [A] _ _
who [E] I'd come for
She _ _ said I'm sorry son but no one [C#] by that name lives here [E] anymore
Well _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
not those whose love we wanted but didn't get
We emulate them, _ it's the only way we have in our power
To get the closeness and the love that we needed and desired
So when I was a young man and looking for a voice to meld with mine
To sing my songs and to tell my stories
Well I chose my father's voice
_ Because _ there was something sacred in it to me
And when I went looking for something to wear
_ I put on the factory workers' clothes
Because they were my dad's clothes
And _ _ _ all we know about manhood is what we have seen
And what we have learned from our fathers
And my father was my hero _ and my greatest foe
Not _ _ long after he died I had this dream
I'm on stage, I'm in front of thousands [D#] of people
[E] And my dad's back from the dead and he's sitting in the audience
And suddenly I'm kneeling next to him in the aisle
_ And for a moment we both watched the man on fire on stage
_ And _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ then to my dad who for years he sat at the kitchen table, unreachable
_ And what I was too young [C#m] and I was too stupid [E] to understand was his depression
Well I kneel next to him in the aisle _
And I brush his forearm
And _ I say, look dad, _ that guy on stage
And _ _ that's how I see you _ _
_ _ _ _ My father's house shines [A] _ _ hard and [E]
bright
_ _ _ _ Stands like a beacon _ _ _ calling me in the night
_ [B] _ _ [E] _ Calling and calling, _ _ _ [A] _ so cold [E] and alone
_ _ _ _ Shining across this dark highway
Where our sins lie _ unatoned _ _ _ _
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