David Frizzell - Home on the road

^AHome ^GHome On The ^DRoad My backyard is from Canada, to ^AMexico G D In my home sweet ^AHome On The ^DRoad.

^DWhat a view from my living room sittin? in my easy chair A steering wheel that guides me,^A to anywhere Through my ^Gwindshield I can see, what ^Dlife means to me And I thank the Man ^AUpstairs, just for ^Dbein? here.

^DMy bedroom has some curtains, with soft candle light When I get tired I pull over, and ^Arest awhile I ^Gdream of my Georgia peach, ^Dshe?ll soon be with me In my arms I?ll hold her ^Atight, I can?t ^Dwait for that.

^DLong night and long days, seem to never end I drove in every state, I?ve made ^Alots of friends I ^Gchoose this way of life to live,^D and I?m livin? it up One more town, one more ^Awaitress, and ^Done more cup.

^AHome ^GHome On The ^DRoad My backyard is from Canada, to ^AMexico G D In my home sweet ^AHome On The ^DRoad.