Flatland Cavalry - Lubbock

^GIf ya headed wes^Cadd9t on 84, y^Gou're in her driv^Cadd9eway she'll greet ya with a wel^Gcome mat, ^Cadd9cotton fields and a w^Gind turbine b^Cadd9oquet

The sinkin' summ^Ger sun's her^Cadd9 porch light, and it's ^Gso bright I look aw^Cadd9ay M^Gac Davis pla^Cadd9yin' on the stereo brings^G a smile to my^Cadd9 face

^GGod I miss thi^Cadd9s place ^{F C} [Chorus]

T^Gake me home where the^Cadd9 air is dry, and the co^Gtton and the winter wheat are^Cadd9 all knee high ^GI tell ya friend I ain't seen^Cadd9 a prettier sunset s^Fky ^C

^GA little windy b^Cadd9ut I don't mind, a little br^Geeze through my hair suit^Cadd9s me just fine ^GYou oughta see them ^Cadd9stars burn at night^{F C}

Feelin' l^Dow on the road, time to^Cadd9 head back home There's not^Dhin' like a little bit of Lu^Fbbock to g^Cet me high, oh^Ghh ohh^Cadd9h

^GWritin' hearts a la^Cadd9dy, she gave b^Girth to rock &^Cadd9 roll ^GIf ya asked her where her h^Cadd9eart's at, she'd tell ya she's got cou^Gntry in her s^Cadd9oul

^GAnd you can hear 'em sing that on b^Cadd9roadway, or do^Gwn in a deep h^Cadd9ole ^GShe goes to Buddy ^Cadd9Holly, stand in li^Fne and singin' these so^Cngs

^GTake me home where the^Cadd9 air is dry, and the co^Gtton and the winter wheat are^Cadd9 all knee high ^GI tell ya friend I ain'^Cadd9t seen a prettier sunse^Ft sky ^C

^GA little windy bu^Cadd9t I don't mind, a little bre^Geze through my hair suits^Cadd9 me just fine ^GYou oughta see them ^Cadd9stars burn at night^{F C}

Feelin' l^Dow on the road, time to^Cadd9 head back home There's not^Dhin' like a little bit of Lu^Fbbock to g^Cet me hi^Ggh, ohh^Cadd9h yeah

The fa^Emrmers workin' hard^Cadd9 all week, break^Emin' their backs ^{Cadd9 Em}Sendin' prayers to an autumn^Cadd9 harvest moon

^EmAnd on saturdays they ^Cadd9paint that town, sc^Emarlet & ^Cadd9black ^EmOff of 19th street down ^Cadd9where, the lights are blue, blueeeeeeeeee

^GTake me home where the^Cadd9 air is dry, the cotton^G and the winter wheat are all^Cadd9 knee high ^GA boy and a girl with a^Cadd9 dream, could touch the^F sky ^C

^GA little windy bu^Cadd9t I don't mind, a little bre^Geze through my hair suits^Cadd9 me just fine ^GYou oughta hear them v^Cadd9ictory bells ringin' on a saturday^F night^C

Feelin' l^Dow on the road, time to^Cadd9 head back home The frie^Dndliest place I've^Cadd9 ever known

There's not^Dhin' like a little bit of Lu^Fbbock to g^Cet me h^Gig^Cadd9h, ohh^Gh ohh^Cadd9h Gonna get me^G hiii^Cadd9iiigh