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_ _ I know they say _ you can't go home again _ _ _ _ _ _ I
Am just had to come back one last time.
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Bb Ma'am I know you don't know me from Adam _ But _
F these handprints on the front _ steps
C are.
mine _ _ _ _ Up those
F stairs _ _ in that little back bedroom.
_ _ _ Is
Am where I did my homework
F and I learned to play guitar.
Am _ .
_ And _
Bb I bet you didn't know _ _ _ Under that live oak.
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F My favorite dog is buried in
C the yard _ _ I _ _
Bb thought if I _ touched this place
F or feel it.
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Gm This _ brokenness inside me might
F start healing _ _ Out _
Bb here it's like I'm someone else.
Dm I thought maybe I could find _
Gm _ _
Bb.
myself _ _ _ _
F If I could just come in I swear
Bb I'll leave.
_ _ Won't take nothing
F but a memory _ _ _ From
C the house that _ _ built
F _ me.
_ _ Mama _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ cut out pictures of houses for years _ _ _ _ _
Am From better homes and garden magazines _ _ .
_ _ _ Plans
Bb were drawn on concrete poured Nail by nail and board by board.
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F _ Daddy gave life to mama's
C dream _ I _ _ _
Bb thought if I could touch this place or
F feel _ it.
_ _ _
Gm _ _ .
_ _ _ This brokenness inside me might
F start healing _ _ Out _
Bb _ here it's like I'm someone else.
Dm I thought maybe I could find _
Bb _ _ .
myself _ _ _ _
F If I could just come in I swear
Bb I'll leave.
_ _ Won't take
F nothing but a _ memory _ _ From
C the house that _ _ _ built
F _ _ .
me.
_ _ You _ _ _ .
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Dm _ leave home, you move
F on And you do the best you can.
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Gm I got lost in this old world
Bb and forgot _ _ _ who
C I _ am.
_ I _
Bb thought if I could touch this place
F or feel it.
_ This _
Gm _ _ .
brokenness inside me might
F start _ healing _ _ _
Bb Out here it's like I'm someone else.
Dm I thought maybe I could find _
Bb _ myself _ If _ _
F _ I could walk around I swear
Bb I'll leave.
_ _ Won't take nothing
F but a memory _ _ From the
C house that _ _ _
Bb built me.
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