Cam - Down this road

^Cadd9Been away m^Guch longer th^Dan I would hav^Ge liked ^Cadd9Got caught ^Gup in that ni^Dne to fi^Gve ^Cadd9Ain't seen ^Gmy mama in t^Doo many n^Gights But I'm com^Cadd9ing hom^Ge ^DDown this ^Groad

^Cadd9I drive pas^Gt the postman who^D still knows ^Gmy name ^Cadd9Hearin' those^G old church bells s^Deems lit^Gtle has changed ^Cadd9All those city ^Glights never made ^Dme feel^G this way As I go ^Ddown this ^Groad Oh ^Ddown this ^Groad

^Cadd9Got my ap^Gartment on ^Dthe 17th f^Gloor ^Cadd9Livin' off coffe^Ge and th^De promis^Ge of more ^Cadd9Seems I've for^Ggotten wha^Dt all th^Gis livin' is for But I'm comi^Cadd9ng home, ^Gjus^Dt a smal^Gl town girl

^Cadd9I roll down m^Gy window, le^Dt the sun^Gshine in ^Cadd9Smile at the^G creek where I had m^Dy first ^Gkiss No^Cadd9 matter whe^Gre I go the^Dre’s alw^Gays happiness When ^DI go down ^Gthis road Oh ^Ddown this ^Groad

And ^FI ^Gfind that s^Emomet^Amimes This^F heart c^Gries for^D h^Gom^De ^G

And^Cadd9 I know that^G I'll be^D headed back soon^{G Cadd9}To the ^Gfast pace^D, I’ve grown use^Gd to ^Cadd9But this ^Gtime goin' d^Doesn’t mean^G leavin’ ^DCause this p^Glace will always be ^Dwith m^Ge

^Cadd9I get to my ^Gdriveway see^D my daddy t^Ghere ^Cadd9Seems like he^G's grown a ^Dfew more grey ha^Girs And ^Cadd9time can't change the ^Gfact that I’m ^Dhis litt^Gle girl As I go ^Ddown this ^Groad ^DDown this ^Groad

Oh and ^Cadd9I step out of t^Ghe car bac^Dk into m^Gy own skin ^Cadd9Smile at the h^Gouse that ^DI grew^G up in No ^Cadd9matter where^G I go the^Dre’s alw^Gays happiness When I go ^Ddown this ^Groad Oh ^Ddown this ^Groad