Emily Bindiger - My mothers house

^DHow can you say that you're ^Csorry and ^Gsad ^DWhen you can't understand why d^Ceath makes you^G mad It's ^Aseems that for some life ^Gis a fac^Dade And for ^Athose folks life is easy and ^Gdeath is so ^Dhard

In my mother's ^Emhouse I ^Acan re^Dcall ^BmWhen we would get ^Ahurt from a ^Estumble or ^Gfall ^DShe'd kiss the ^Embruise and the ^Ahurt went ^Daway But the ^Bmpain would come ^Aback ^Emsome other ^Gday

And ^DI wish I ^Bmcould go ^Gback ^Ato my ^Dmot^Emher's ^Ahouse Back to my ^Dmoth^Emer's ^Ahouse Where she ^Dmade ^Emher ^F#vows to ^Bmlove and ^Gstay with ^Ame

^DA turtle has a ^Cshell to ^Ghide ^DBut people they have their own ^Cshells ^Ginside And ^Awhen we get frightened and ^Ghurt and ^Dafraid Our ^Ashells we crawl into and we ^Gpull down the ^Dshades

But inside the sh^Emell there ^Awas a ^Dheart ^BmAnd it’s time to start ^Ataking the ^Eshell ^Gapart ^DAnd when we ^Emhave a ^Aheart once ^Dmore Then we've ^Bmshattered the ^Ashell that ^Eonce we ^Gwore

And ^DI wish I ^Bmcould go ^Gback ^Ato my ^Dmot^Emher's ^Ahouse Back to my ^Dmoth^Emer's ^Ahouse Where she ^Dmade ^Emher ^F#vows to ^Bmlove and ^Gstay with ^Ame

^DWell it’s hard to be able to ^Ccompre^Ghend ^DThat life is on borrowed time, but ^Ctime we can't ^Glend For th'^Aending is good for ^Gthose who ^Drepent But ^Adust is to dust and the ^Gdust blows ^Daway

^DHow can you say ^Emthat you're ^Asorry and ^Dsad When you ^Bmcan't underst^Aand why ^Edeath makes you ^Gmad And it ^Dseems for ^Emsome life ^Ais a fa^Dcade And for ^Bmthose folks life is ^Aeasy and ^Edeath is so ^Ghard

And ^DI wish I ^Bmcould go ^Gback ^Ato my ^Dmot^Emher's ^Ahouse Back to my ^Dmoth^Emer's ^Ahouse Where she ^Dmade ^Emher ^F#vows to ^Bmlove and ^Gstay with ^Ame To ^Bmlove and ^Gstay with ^Ame-^Emee-^Dee