Rodney Crowell - The long journey home

^DWe ran off chasing rainbows ^A'Neath the blue Montana sky ^BmAnd we self-proclaimed our fre^Aedom with a ro^Dar ^DWe crossed those raging rivers ^AAnd we drank the taverns dry ^BmAnd we bowed our heads to legend^As Gone bef^Dore

^GAre you ready for the lo^Ang journey home?^{D G}The flatlands, swamps and bayous^A in your bones ^{D G}The simple life tastes sweeter n^Aow ^DYou have no need to roam^{G D}Are you ready for the lo^Ang journey home?^D

^DThe wind down off the Yellowstone ^ABlows coal trains off their tracks ^BmAnd the water springs et^Aernal from the f^Dire ^DAn eagle flies at sunrise ^A'Cross an aspen grove and back ^BmAnd the moonlight brings a b^Alue coyote ch^Doir

^GAre you ready for the lo^Ang journey home?^{D G}The flatlands, swamps and bayous^A in your bones ^{D G}The simple life tastes sweeter n^Aow ^DYou have no need to roam^{G D}Are you ready for the lo^Ang journey home?^D

^DIn dreams of mile-high cotton fields ^AWe once ran barefoot through ^BmMy dead drunk Uncle Fire^Aball growls thes^De words ^D"Blood don't make you family, Boy ^AAnd I've got news for you ^BmRattlesnakes don't s^Aing like speckled bir^Dds"

^GAre you ready for the lo^Ang journey home?^{D G}The flatlands, swamps and bay^Aous in your bo^Dnes ^GThe simple life tastes s^Aweeter now ^DYou have no need to roam^{G D}Are you ready for the lo^Ang journey home?^D

^DAre you ready for the lo^Ang journey home?^D