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FWhen I was born into this Gbig wide world my heart had a little Chole FAll it meant was I nGever could play very hard and I always had to Crun kinda slow AmMom and Dad always Flooked out for me but AmI was born to be wild and I ran away Fwhen I was seventeen
Next Valentines Day my sister got a little red heart shaped box of chocolates from our dad She was the apple of his eye and you know since I stayed gone, she was the only child he really had She hugged Daddys neck with a tear and put the box in Mommas hand, said I dont mean to be ungrateful, but please do me a favor if you can.
CGive my heart to my brother GHe needs to come home AmThere are a lot of us here, Fwho hate that hes gone CGive my heart to my brother GHe doesnt need to live alone AmWith this gift from me maybe he Fwill see that he is Gloved
One rainy Friday night I was at a party that got busted up at the Grainger homestead I jumped the fence and ran half way across the field and fell down gasping When they finally found me I was almost dead Doctors said I didnt have long and to the hospital my sister sped Got hit broadside by a drunk and these were the last few words she said Give my heart to my brother He needs to come home There are a lot of us here, who hate that hes gone Give my heart to my brother He doesnt need to live alone With this gift from me maybe he will see that he is loved Ill probably live to be a hundred and never feel the need to roam Because her heart inside of me is a beacon toward home She gave her heart to her brother I needed to come home There are a lot of us here who are glad that Im home She gave her heart to her brother I didnt need to live alone With her gift to me I finally see that I am loved