Kieran Kane - Eight more miles

^CEight more miles - and I'll be home Back in your ^Fgrace - where I belong Tonight I'm ^Csleepin' - in my own bed With my ^G7blue tick feather pillow underneath my head I feel the ^Cwheels - on sixty-five I don't know ^Fwhen - I felt so alive Eight more ^Cmiles - eight more ^G7miles And I'll be ^Chome

There's been two ^Fweeks - of steady rain The dogwoods ^Cbloomed - pink and white And that ^G7damp smell of new cut grass is everywhere tonight Sweet sunny ^Csouth - I never knew Just how ^Fmuch - I could miss you Eight more ^Cmiles - eight more ^G7miles And I'll be ^Chome

I walked through ^FBergen - in pouring rain I've met with ^Cstrangers - I came to love And I've ^G7gotten drunk with Chieftains in a Dublin hotel pub And I dearly ^Clove - these memories All that ^Fmatters - right now to me Is eight more ^Cmiles - eight more ^G7miles And I'll be ^Chome

Eight more miles - eight more ^G7miles - and I'll be ^Chome