Murray Gold - Love dont roam

^CmWell, I've roamed about this Earth With just a suitcase in my hand, And ^GI've met some ^Cmbog-eyed Joe's, I've met the ^Gmblessed, I've met the damned. But of ^Cmall the strange, strange creatures In the air, at sea, on land, Oh, my ^Ebgirl, my ^Gmgirl, my ^Cmprecious ^Fgirl, I l^Gove you, you unders^Cmtand.

^CmSo, reel me in, my precious girl, Come on, take me ^Ghome. 'Cause my ^Cmbody's tired of ^Ftravelling And my h^Geart don't wish to ^Cmroam. No, no.

^AI have w^Dmandered, I have rambled I have crossed this crowded sphere, And I've ^Aseen a mass of ^Dmproblems That I l^Aong to disappear. Now, a^Dmll I have's this anguished heart, For you have ^Avanished ^Dmtoo. ^GOh, my ^Fgirl, my g^Amirl, my ^Dprecious g^Girl, Just wh^Aat is this man to ^Dmdo'

^DmSo, reel me in, my precious girl, Come on, take me h^Aome. 'Cause my ^Dmbody's tired of ^Gtravelling And my ^Aheart don't wish to ^Dmroam.

^DmYeah, reel me in, my precious girl, Come on, take me h^Aome. 'Cause my ^Dmbody's tired of ^Gtravelling And my ^Aheart don't wish to r^Dmoam. No, no.

^EmWell, you took me in, you stole my heart, I cannot roam no m^Aore. Because l^Emove, it stays within you, It does not ^Bwash up on a shore. But a f^Emighting man forgets each cut Each knock, each bruise, each f^Eall, But a ^Gfighting m^Ban cann^Eot forg^Amet Why his ^Bmlove don't roam no ^Emmore.

Oh, ^Emreel me in, my precious girl, Come on, take me ^Bmhome. 'Cause my ^Embody's tired of ^Atravelling And my ^Bheart don't wish to ^Emroam.

Yeah, r^Emeel me in, my precious girl, Come on, take me ^Bmhome. 'Cause my ^Embody's tired of t^Aravelling And my ^Bheart don't wish to r^Emoam.

^EYeah, walk with me, my love, my love, Walk ^Amtall, walk proud, walk ^Bmfar, For you ^Eknow my love, you a^Are, you are, ^BmYou are my shining s^Emtar.

^EWalk with me, oh my love, Walk t^Amall, walk proud, walk f^Bmar. For you ^Eknow my love, y^Aou are, you are, ^BmYou are my shining s^Emtar, you are, you are. Yeah!

R^Emeel me in, my precious girl, Come on, take me ^Bhome. 'Cause my body's t^Emired of tra^Avelling And my ^Bmheart don't wish to r^Emoam