Alan Doyle - Into the arms of home

^FThis is just a meadow. Like so man^Cy daddy ^Fknow Where b^Bboys and girls play s^Foldier. In the ^Gmsand lon^Cg ago No ^FI’m not a hero. No ^Cmore or less then^F you Bb. F C F Oh, I am just like all the others. Who did what we had to do

So just ^Bbsent me somewhere when the ^Ffield are in flower And I never lie here ^Calone ^BbLove will bring me across ^Cthe water And ^Bbinto the ^Carms of ^Dhome o o o O ^BbInto the ^Carms of ^Fhome

^FWeep not for me in summer. Nor the ^Cwinter, spring or ^Ffall For I ^Bbseen my share of s^Forrow. When ^GmI’m standing ^Ctall And ^Ftears will get me nowhere. I’m ^Cnot already ^Fknown But the ^Bbmelody can move ^Fme. Ever ^Ccloser on to ^Fhome

^BbSent me somewhere when the ^Ffields are in flower And I never lie here ^Calone ^BbLove will bring me ^Facross the water And ^Bbinto the ^Carms of ^Dmhome oh oh oh oh ^BbInto the ^Carms of ^Fhome oooO

^BbSing me a song when the ^Ffields are in flower And I never lie here ^Calone ^BbThe love will bring me a^Fcross the water And ^Bbinto the ^Carms of ^Dmhome oh oh oh ohoh ^BbInto the ^Carms of ^Fhome

^FHome home ^Bbhome ^Fhome. Into the ^Carms of ^Fhome x4