Miranda Lambert - The house that built me

I know they ^Fsay, you can't go home again ^Am I just had to come back one last time ^BbMa'am I know, you don't know me from Adam But these ^Fhandprints on the front steps are ^Cmine Up those ^Fstairs, in that little back bedroom Is where I ^Amdid my homework and I learned to play guitar And I ^Bbbet you didn't know, under that live oak My ^Ffavorite dog is buried in the ^Cyard

I ^Bbthought if I could touch this place, or f^Feel it This ^Gmbrokenness inside me might start ^Fhealin' Out ^Bbhere it's like I'm someone else, I ^Dmthought that maybe I could find my^Bbself If ^FI could just come in I swear I'll ^Bbleave Won't take nothin' but a ^Fmemory From the ^Chouse that... built^F me

Mama ^Fcut out pictures of houses for years From "^AmBetter Homes and Garden" magazine Plans were ^Bbdrawn and concrete poured and ^BbNail by nail and board by board ^F Daddy gave life to Mama's drea^Cm

I ^Bbthought if I could touch this place, or f^Feel it This ^Gmbrokenness inside me might start ^Fhealin' Out ^Bbhere it's like I'm someone else, I ^Dmthought that maybe I could find my^Bbself If ^FI could just come in I swear I'll ^Bbleave Won't take nothin' but a ^Fmemory From the ^Chouse that... built^F me

You ^Dmleave home and you move on and you ^Fdo the best you can I got ^Gmlost in this old world and for^Bbgot, who I a^Cm

I ^Bbthought if I could touch this place or f^Feel it This ^Gmbrokenness inside me might start ^Fhealing Out ^Bbhere it's like I'm someone else I ^Dmthought that maybe I could find my^Bbself If ^FI could walk around I swear I'll ^Bbleave Won't take nothin' but a ^Fmemory From the ^Chouse that.... built^Bb me ^{F Gm C F}