Patrick Wolf - House

Oh, I ^Flove this house, I love this house Gives me the ^Bbgreatest peace I've ever known Oh, I ^Flove to hear those conkers fall ^BbSmash 'em on an ^Csouthwark* ^Fstone (Can't make out this word)

and I ^Flove that here you live with me Gives me the ^Bbgreatest peace I've ever known Cause I've ^Fbeen too long a lonely man Yes I've ^Bbbeen too long a ^Crolling ^Fstone

So let ^Bbseasons ^Fturn Grow ^Bbparadise gar^Fden And ^Bbto my migra^Ftion the ^Bbnative has re^Fturned ^C

Oh, I ^Flove the curling of your hair Gives me the ^Bbgreatest peace I've ever known I see your ^FDylan Thomas in your face The silent ^Cbuckling in your ^Fgrace (again, unsure of words) F(Hold) Your grace, your grace

So let ^Bbseasons ^Fturn Grow ^Bbparadise gar^Fden And ^Bbto my migra^Ftion The ^Bbnative has re^Fturned ^C

re^Fturned ^Bb re^Fturned ^Bb

And ^Fif I had to die today Scat^Bbter my ashes on this place And I'll ^Flive on in your grieving heart but un^Bbtil that day that we depart

Oh, this is the ^Fgreatest peace I've known Oh, the ^Bbgreatest peace I've ever known Oh, the ^Fgreatest peace I've ever known Oh, the ^Bblove makes this house a home

^FHome, ^Chome, ^Bbhome ^C F (C) Bb (C) This house is home ^FHome