Rodney Crowell - Wandering boy

^CCome in from the cold, you must be cold ^AmThread bare against a freezing wind is a short time getting old ^CCome and sit down, tell me where you've been ^AmRest your soul beside the fire 'til it's time to go again

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^CThe blood that's flowing through you flows through me ^AmWhen I look in any mirror it's your face that I see ^CYou're my only brother, I'm your twin ^AmYou've come home to rest awhile and shed your dying skin

^FEase ^Cyour m^Amind ^FHave ^Cno fea^Amr When it comes^F you^Cr tim^Ame ^DmI'll ^Cbe he^Fre ^G Wandering Boy^C

^BmWe are two Houston kids ^BmSelling mason jar lids ^BmWith our pop bottles hid ^FBy the b^Cayous b^Amend ^FIn the w^Cild Eas^Amt End We'll go^F bac^Ck aga^Fin Wandering boy ^G

^CI used to cast my judgments like a net ^AmAll those California *** boys deserve just what they get ^CLittle did I know there would come a day ^AmWhen my words would come back screaming like a debt I have to pay

^FLean ^Con me ^{Am F}I'll ^Cbe str^Among ^FYou're a^Clmost f^Amree It ^Dmwon't ^Cbe lon^Fg ^G Wandering boy ^C