Martyn Joseph - Whoever it was that brought me here will have to take me home

The ^Dashtrays are full, and tod^Aay’s somehow ^Dsunk I’d ^Gask for a sign but the pro^Aphets are drunk ^Bm The ^Dsirens are telling the ^Anews of the ^Dnight Girls ^Gwaiting for taxis have s^F#tarted to fight Well ^Gmaybe a ^Dgenie will q^Emuietly ap^Apear But who^Gever it ^Dwas that ^Embrought me ^Ahere Will ^Ghave to ^Dtake ^Ame ^Dhome

The ^Dglory is missing from t^Ahis hollow ^Droom Like a ^Gbride who knew better and ^Ajilted the groom^Bm I’m ^Dtrying to work out what it ^Ais I should ^Dbe A ^Gdented saint searching for ^F#some sanctuary I’m re^Gmembering ^Dgrace and the ^Emthings I hold d^Aear But who^Gever it ^Dwas that ^Embrought me ^Ahere Will ^Ghave to ^Dtake ^Ame ^Dhome

Take me h^Bmome.^F#m7.... ^{G A D Em} [Verse 3] Now the ^Dclowns and clairvoyants are a^Aiming at ^Dtrue In the ^Gbabble, the rabble, I’m still h^Aeaded for you ^Bm Those ^Dmasters of war never ^Adid go away ^D And though the b^Gleak sky is burdened I’ll ^F#pray anyway And though ^Girony’s ^Ddrained me I’ll ^Emnow try sinc^Aere Cause who^Gever it ^Dwas that b^Emrought me ^Ahere Yeah who^Gever it ^Dwas ^{Em A} Yeah who^Gever it ^Dwas ^{Em A} Who^Gever it ^Dwas that b^Emrought me ^Ahere Will ^Ghave to ^Dtake ^Ame ^Bmhome… mm-m^E7m

Gonna have ^Gto come and ^Dtake ^Ame ^Dhome