Nowhere Is Home Chords by Dexys
Tempo:
94.85 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
C
Gm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm] [Bb]
[F]
[Gm] [Bb]
[F]
I now know no romantic situation, no money, success, nothing can [Gm] make me happy.
No rose gardens for me, that's not self [Bb]-pity, no.
That's [C] the truth.
[Bb] Yes, that's [C] the truth.
[F] Nowhere is home to me.
Nowhere is home to me.
See, I was born here of an Irish family, but that in itself is not enough for me.
[Gm] Because national identity won't fulfill me, I don't fit that kind of old opinionary.
No, [Bb] no, no, that is [C] not me.
[Bb] That's just [C] not me.
[F] Nowhere is home to me.
Nowhere is home to me.
I don't know where I belong.
I feel [Gm] alone in this great big world.
I thought the world was a place where I could be, [Bb] but it's [C] a lie.
[Bb] It's a filthy [C] lie.
[F] Nowhere is home to me.
Nowhere is home to me.
No place in the country, there's no town or city.
No, a cottage green for me, it doesn't hold a pearl for me.
I gotta be what I believe I can be.
[Gm] Anybody else?
I've just got to be myself.
Now, take your Irish [Bb] [C] stereotype [Bb] and shove it up [C] your arse.
Not [F] what I want for me.
I am a T, but that is not for me.
And now I'm gonna be free.
Come on!
Then [Gm] fuck me!
[Bb] [C] I [Bb] [C]
[F]
want to be everything.
I want to be the man of my dreams.
And [Gm] I can't be a fucking stereotype.
But it's lonely being here and living this fight.
But [Bb] I'm walking [C] in.
[Bb] I will not cave [C] in.
Until [F] I become free.
Until I become free.
I [Gm] [Bb]
will [F] become free.
I [Gm] [Bb]
will [F] become free.
[Gm] [Bb] I will [F] become free.
[F]
[Gm] [Bb]
[F]
I now know no romantic situation, no money, success, nothing can [Gm] make me happy.
No rose gardens for me, that's not self [Bb]-pity, no.
That's [C] the truth.
[Bb] Yes, that's [C] the truth.
[F] Nowhere is home to me.
Nowhere is home to me.
See, I was born here of an Irish family, but that in itself is not enough for me.
[Gm] Because national identity won't fulfill me, I don't fit that kind of old opinionary.
No, [Bb] no, no, that is [C] not me.
[Bb] That's just [C] not me.
[F] Nowhere is home to me.
Nowhere is home to me.
I don't know where I belong.
I feel [Gm] alone in this great big world.
I thought the world was a place where I could be, [Bb] but it's [C] a lie.
[Bb] It's a filthy [C] lie.
[F] Nowhere is home to me.
Nowhere is home to me.
No place in the country, there's no town or city.
No, a cottage green for me, it doesn't hold a pearl for me.
I gotta be what I believe I can be.
[Gm] Anybody else?
I've just got to be myself.
Now, take your Irish [Bb] [C] stereotype [Bb] and shove it up [C] your arse.
Not [F] what I want for me.
I am a T, but that is not for me.
And now I'm gonna be free.
Come on!
Then [Gm] fuck me!
[Bb] [C] I [Bb] [C]
[F]
want to be everything.
I want to be the man of my dreams.
And [Gm] I can't be a fucking stereotype.
But it's lonely being here and living this fight.
But [Bb] I'm walking [C] in.
[Bb] I will not cave [C] in.
Until [F] I become free.
Until I become free.
I [Gm] [Bb]
will [F] become free.
I [Gm] [Bb]
will [F] become free.
[Gm] [Bb] I will [F] become free.
Key:
Bb
C
Gm
F
Bb
C
Gm
F
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I now know no romantic _ situation, no money, success, nothing can [Gm] make me _ happy. _ _ _
No rose gardens for me, that's not self [Bb]-pity, no.
That's [C] the truth. _
_ [Bb] _ Yes, that's [C] the truth. _
[F] Nowhere is home to me. _ _ _
Nowhere is home to me.
_ See, _ I was born here of an Irish family, but that in itself is not enough for me.
[Gm] Because national identity won't fulfill me, I don't fit that kind of old opinionary.
No, [Bb] no, no, that is [C] not me. _ _
_ [Bb] _ That's just [C] not me. _
[F] Nowhere is home to me. _ _ _
Nowhere is home to me. _ _
_ _ _ I don't know _ _ _ where I belong.
I feel [Gm] alone in this great big world.
I thought the world was a place where I could be, [Bb] but _ it's [C] a lie. _
_ [Bb] _ It's a filthy [C] lie. _
[F] Nowhere is home to me. _ _ _
Nowhere is home to me. _ _ _
_ No place in the country, _ there's no town or city.
_ No, a cottage green for me, it doesn't hold a pearl for me.
I gotta be what I believe I can be.
[Gm] Anybody _ _ else?
I've just got to be myself.
Now, _ take your Irish [Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] stereotype _ [Bb] and shove it up [C] your arse.
Not [F] what I want for me.
_ I am a T, but that is not for me.
And now I'm gonna be free.
Come on! _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Then [Gm] fuck me! _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ I _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ want to be _ everything.
I want to be the man of my dreams.
And [Gm] I can't be a fucking _ stereotype.
But it's lonely being here and living this fight.
But [Bb] _ I'm walking [C] in. _
_ [Bb] I will not cave [C] in.
Until [F] I become free. _ _ _
Until I become free. _ _
I [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
will [F] become free. _ _
I [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
will [F] become free. _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [Bb] I _ will [F] become free. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I now know no romantic _ situation, no money, success, nothing can [Gm] make me _ happy. _ _ _
No rose gardens for me, that's not self [Bb]-pity, no.
That's [C] the truth. _
_ [Bb] _ Yes, that's [C] the truth. _
[F] Nowhere is home to me. _ _ _
Nowhere is home to me.
_ See, _ I was born here of an Irish family, but that in itself is not enough for me.
[Gm] Because national identity won't fulfill me, I don't fit that kind of old opinionary.
No, [Bb] no, no, that is [C] not me. _ _
_ [Bb] _ That's just [C] not me. _
[F] Nowhere is home to me. _ _ _
Nowhere is home to me. _ _
_ _ _ I don't know _ _ _ where I belong.
I feel [Gm] alone in this great big world.
I thought the world was a place where I could be, [Bb] but _ it's [C] a lie. _
_ [Bb] _ It's a filthy [C] lie. _
[F] Nowhere is home to me. _ _ _
Nowhere is home to me. _ _ _
_ No place in the country, _ there's no town or city.
_ No, a cottage green for me, it doesn't hold a pearl for me.
I gotta be what I believe I can be.
[Gm] Anybody _ _ else?
I've just got to be myself.
Now, _ take your Irish [Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] stereotype _ [Bb] and shove it up [C] your arse.
Not [F] what I want for me.
_ I am a T, but that is not for me.
And now I'm gonna be free.
Come on! _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Then [Gm] fuck me! _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ I _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ want to be _ everything.
I want to be the man of my dreams.
And [Gm] I can't be a fucking _ stereotype.
But it's lonely being here and living this fight.
But [Bb] _ I'm walking [C] in. _
_ [Bb] I will not cave [C] in.
Until [F] I become free. _ _ _
Until I become free. _ _
I [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
will [F] become free. _ _
I [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
will [F] become free. _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [Bb] I _ will [F] become free. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _