Ronnie Milsap - Home fires burning

^FCrack of da^Fwn^F I hit the road, set my shoulders for the heavy load Co^Fffee lea^Fkin^Fg ^Fthrough the paper sack ^FThe forem^Fan^F says I'm late again, he can't stand it when I only grin He's g^Fot me eight h^Fours^F, s^Fhe's got me after that I ^Gcan't wait 'til it's quittin' time ^GShe got something cookin' for me tonight.

She keep^Fs the^F homef^Gires burning Whil^Dm7e I'm out e^Farning a living in a world Th^Fat's known^G for its pouring rain She keep^Fs th^Fe ho^Gmefires burning Ooh and^Dm7 it's her^G warm lovi^Fng t^Fha^Ft keeps me returning again

^FOut of ^Fga^Fs, just my luck, four bald tires on my pickup truck No^F more cre^Fdit ^Fon^F my credit card ^FWhen I come home and hit that door I remember what these aching arms are for She^F's my one^F l^Fig^Fht when the world goes dark ^GTomorrow it's the same old grind