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# Date: Mon, 31 Jul 1995 11:16:12 -0500 From: rolint@email.uah.edu Subject: CRD: "HOME" by Joe Diffie, TAKE 2 Resent-to: ~riggv@ttacs.ttu.edu To: G.Vaughn@ttacs.ttu.edu MIME-version: 1.0 Here is a redo on the .crd file I e-mailed earlier. The format was not retained on the earlier version and I apologize. "HOME" by Joe Diffie Verse 1:
DThe only the thing I see ahead is G just the heat Aa rising off theD road
DThe rainbows I've been chasing keep on Gfading before I A find my pot of Dgold
GBut more and more I'm thinking, that the only treasures Athat I'll ever DknoGow
DAre long ago and far behind and Awrapped up in my Gmemories o F [D]home
Chorus:
GHome was a swimming hole and a fishing pole and the feel of a muddy row between my Dtoes
GHome was a back porch swing where I would sit and mom would singD amazing grace
While she hung out the Aclothes, GHome was an easy chair with my daddy there
and the smell of Sunday supper on the Dsto-Gve DMy footsteps carry me away but Ain my mind I'm
Galways going Dhome
Verse 2:
DNow the miles I put behind me ain't as [G]h ard as the Amiles that layD ahead
DAnd its much to late to listen to the Gwords of wisdom Athat my daddyD said
GThe straight and narrow path he showed me turned into a Athousand winding Dro-Goads,
DMy footsteps carry me away, but Ain my mind I'm Galways going Dhome.
Repeat Chorus (then add)
GYeah, the straight and narrow path he showed me turned into a Athousand winding Dro-Goads,
DMy footsteps carry me away, but Ain my mind I'm
Galways going Dhome.