Ronnie Milsap - Home fires burning

^GCrack of da^Cwn^G I hit the road, set my shoulders for the heavy load Co^Cffee lea^Gkin^Cg ^Gthrough the paper sack ^GThe forem^Can^G says I'm late again, he can't stand it when I only grin He's g^Cot me eight h^Gours^C, s^Ghe's got me after that I ^Dcan't wait 'til it's quittin' time ^DShe got something cookin' for me tonight.

She keep^Gs the^C homef^Dires burning Whil^Am7e I'm out e^Garning a living in a world Th^Cat's known^D for its pouring rain She keep^Gs th^Ce ho^Dmefires burning Ooh and^Am7 it's her^D warm lovi^Gng t^Cha^Gt keeps me returning again

^GOut of ^Cga^Gs, just my luck, four bald tires on my pickup truck No^C more cre^Gdit ^Con^G my credit card ^GWhen I come home and hit that door I remember what these aching arms are for She^C's my one^G l^Cig^Ght when the world goes dark ^DTomorrow it's the same old grind