Chords for JOANNE CASH - BACK HOME IN ARKANSAS Music Video
Tempo:
93.65 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
F
Ab
Bb
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb] [F] [Fm]
[Eb] [F] [Eb]
[F] [Eb]
[F] [Eb]
The black dirt [F] road, [Eb] the cotton bows, it's all the same since I left all those years ago.
[Ab]
[Eb] The old [F] farmhouse, the tree I [Eb] climb, it's like the world's been standing [F] still and I [Eb] step back in time.
[F]
The [Eb] water tower [F] watches over [Eb] this old town, daddy's voice still [F] echoes, J.R. climbed back down.
The pop shop [Eb] and the picture [F] show are now just [Eb] empty shelves, [Fm] the friends that [Eb] shaped my childhood, [F] they've all [Eb] gone as well.
[Cm]
Precious [Ab] remnants from my distant [Eb]
past [Bb] serve to [Cm] give me [Eb] pause.
[Ab]
Is there [Eb] a piece of me [Bb] I'll find [Cm] [Bb] back home in [Ab]
Arkansas?
[Eb] [F] [Eb] [Ab]
[Eb] [F] [Eb]
Mama's old piano [F] was the soundtrack of [Eb] my youth, what I wouldn't give to hear [F] her play just one [Eb] last tune.
[Fm] We gathered [Eb] Sunday mornings [F] at the Central [Eb] Baptist Church, [Ab]
sitting by [Eb] my brother Jack, [F] my faith in [Eb] Christ emerged.
[Fm]
[Eb] [F] [Fm]
[Eb] [F] [Eb]
Being here it feels like I saw Jack just yesterday, [Ab] the teardrops [Eb] of a six year [F] old are hard to [Eb] wipe away.
Standing at this stone, [F] those tears still [Eb] cloud my view, [F]
Jesus tell him I said hi and I will [Eb] see him soon.
[Cm] With a smile and [Ab] a tear I walk [Eb] away, [Bb] emotions running [Cm] raw, [Bb]
[Ab] God's grace [Eb] in me is what I [Bb] find [Cm] [Bb] back home in [Ab] Arkansas.
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [F]
The black [Eb] dirt road, [F] the cotton bows, it's all the same since I left all those [Eb] years ago.
[Eb] [F] [Eb]
[F] [Eb]
[F] [Eb]
The black dirt [F] road, [Eb] the cotton bows, it's all the same since I left all those years ago.
[Ab]
[Eb] The old [F] farmhouse, the tree I [Eb] climb, it's like the world's been standing [F] still and I [Eb] step back in time.
[F]
The [Eb] water tower [F] watches over [Eb] this old town, daddy's voice still [F] echoes, J.R. climbed back down.
The pop shop [Eb] and the picture [F] show are now just [Eb] empty shelves, [Fm] the friends that [Eb] shaped my childhood, [F] they've all [Eb] gone as well.
[Cm]
Precious [Ab] remnants from my distant [Eb]
past [Bb] serve to [Cm] give me [Eb] pause.
[Ab]
Is there [Eb] a piece of me [Bb] I'll find [Cm] [Bb] back home in [Ab]
Arkansas?
[Eb] [F] [Eb] [Ab]
[Eb] [F] [Eb]
Mama's old piano [F] was the soundtrack of [Eb] my youth, what I wouldn't give to hear [F] her play just one [Eb] last tune.
[Fm] We gathered [Eb] Sunday mornings [F] at the Central [Eb] Baptist Church, [Ab]
sitting by [Eb] my brother Jack, [F] my faith in [Eb] Christ emerged.
[Fm]
[Eb] [F] [Fm]
[Eb] [F] [Eb]
Being here it feels like I saw Jack just yesterday, [Ab] the teardrops [Eb] of a six year [F] old are hard to [Eb] wipe away.
Standing at this stone, [F] those tears still [Eb] cloud my view, [F]
Jesus tell him I said hi and I will [Eb] see him soon.
[Cm] With a smile and [Ab] a tear I walk [Eb] away, [Bb] emotions running [Cm] raw, [Bb]
[Ab] God's grace [Eb] in me is what I [Bb] find [Cm] [Bb] back home in [Ab] Arkansas.
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [F]
The black [Eb] dirt road, [F] the cotton bows, it's all the same since I left all those [Eb] years ago.
Key:
Eb
F
Ab
Bb
Cm
Eb
F
Ab
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
The black dirt [F] road, [Eb] the cotton bows, it's all the same since I left all those years ago.
[Ab] _
[Eb] The old [F] farmhouse, the tree I [Eb] climb, it's like the world's been standing [F] still and I [Eb] step back in time.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
The [Eb] water tower [F] watches over [Eb] this old town, daddy's voice still [F] echoes, J.R. climbed back down.
The pop shop [Eb] and the picture [F] show are now just [Eb] empty shelves, [Fm] the friends that [Eb] shaped my childhood, [F] they've all [Eb] gone as well.
[Cm] _
_ Precious [Ab] remnants from my distant [Eb]
past [Bb] serve to [Cm] give me [Eb] pause.
_ [Ab] _
Is there [Eb] a piece of me [Bb] I'll find [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ back home in [Ab]
Arkansas?
[Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _
Mama's old piano [F] was the soundtrack of [Eb] my youth, what I wouldn't give to hear [F] her play just one [Eb] last tune.
[Fm] We gathered [Eb] Sunday mornings [F] at the Central [Eb] Baptist Church, [Ab]
sitting by [Eb] my brother Jack, [F] my faith in [Eb] Christ emerged.
[Fm] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _
Being here it feels like I saw Jack just yesterday, [Ab] the teardrops [Eb] of a six year [F] old are hard to [Eb] wipe away.
Standing at this stone, [F] those tears still [Eb] cloud my view, [F]
Jesus tell him I said hi and I will [Eb] see him soon.
_ [Cm] With a smile and [Ab] a tear I walk [Eb] away, [Bb] emotions running [Cm] raw, _ [Bb] _
_ [Ab] _ God's grace [Eb] in me is what I [Bb] find [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ back home in [Ab] Arkansas.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ The black [Eb] dirt road, [F] the cotton bows, it's all the same since I left all those [Eb] years ago. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
The black dirt [F] road, [Eb] the cotton bows, it's all the same since I left all those years ago.
[Ab] _
[Eb] The old [F] farmhouse, the tree I [Eb] climb, it's like the world's been standing [F] still and I [Eb] step back in time.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
The [Eb] water tower [F] watches over [Eb] this old town, daddy's voice still [F] echoes, J.R. climbed back down.
The pop shop [Eb] and the picture [F] show are now just [Eb] empty shelves, [Fm] the friends that [Eb] shaped my childhood, [F] they've all [Eb] gone as well.
[Cm] _
_ Precious [Ab] remnants from my distant [Eb]
past [Bb] serve to [Cm] give me [Eb] pause.
_ [Ab] _
Is there [Eb] a piece of me [Bb] I'll find [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ back home in [Ab]
Arkansas?
[Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _
Mama's old piano [F] was the soundtrack of [Eb] my youth, what I wouldn't give to hear [F] her play just one [Eb] last tune.
[Fm] We gathered [Eb] Sunday mornings [F] at the Central [Eb] Baptist Church, [Ab]
sitting by [Eb] my brother Jack, [F] my faith in [Eb] Christ emerged.
[Fm] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _
Being here it feels like I saw Jack just yesterday, [Ab] the teardrops [Eb] of a six year [F] old are hard to [Eb] wipe away.
Standing at this stone, [F] those tears still [Eb] cloud my view, [F]
Jesus tell him I said hi and I will [Eb] see him soon.
_ [Cm] With a smile and [Ab] a tear I walk [Eb] away, [Bb] emotions running [Cm] raw, _ [Bb] _
_ [Ab] _ God's grace [Eb] in me is what I [Bb] find [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ back home in [Ab] Arkansas.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ The black [Eb] dirt road, [F] the cotton bows, it's all the same since I left all those [Eb] years ago. _ _ _ _ _ _ _