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Tuning: E A D G B E
Intro G#m Verse
G#mI am a whore, wayfaring stranger traveling C#mthrough this town aG#mlone G#mThere are no drugs, no fear of danger in that gold C#mland that I call hG#mome
Chorus
I'm coming Ehome to see my Bfather I'm coming Ehome no more toB grieve I'm coming C#mhome just over jG#mordan I'm coming C#mhome to never leG#mave
Verse
G#mone of these nights and it won't be long we all will rC#mise and stand side byG#m side G#mhand in hand bound for glory our foes willC#m fall to be death's bG#mride
Chorus
I'm coming Ehome to see my Bbrother I'm coming Ehome no more toB grieve I'm coming C#mhome just over jG#mordan I'm coming C#mhome to never leG#mave I'm coming Ehome to see my Bmother I'm coming Ehome no more toB grieve I'm coming C#mhome just over jG#mordan I'm coming C#mhome to never leG#mave