Ron Kelly – Home chords

[Intro]
G C G C G C G C

[Verse]
    G                          C                            GThe only thing I see ahead, is just the heat risin' off the road.
        G                               C                               DAnd the rainbows I keep chasin' keep on fadin' before I find my crop of gold.
    C                                                                 G         CAnd more and more I'm thinkin' that the only treasures that I've ever kno-oh-oh-own.
    G                           D                            GAre long ago and far behind and wrapped up in my memories of home.

[Chorus]
Em                              C                                                  GHome was a swimmin' hole, and a fishing pole, and feelin' of muddy road beneath my toes.
Em                                 C                           G      EmHome was a back porch swing, where I would sit, and mama sang amazing grace,
      G                DWhile she hung out the close.
C                                                                                   G         CHome was an easy chair with my daddy there, and the smell of Sunday's supper on the sto-oh-oh-ove.
   G                            D                           GMy footsteps carry me away, but in my mind I'm always goin' home.
G C G C

[Verse]
    G                                C                           GThe miles that lay behind weren't as hard as the miles that lay ahead.
    G                              C                                 DAnd it's too late to listen to the words of the wisdom that my daddy said.
        C                                                                  G        CAnd the strait an narrow path he showed me, turned into a thousand winding ro-oh-oh-oads.
   G                            D                           GMy footsteps carry me away, but in my mind I'm always goin' home.

[Chorus]
Em                              C                                                  GHome was a swimmin' hole, and a fishing pole, and feelin' of muddy road beneath my toes.
Em                                 C                           G      EmHome was a back porch swing, where I would sit, and mama sang amazing grace,
      G                DWhile she hung out the close.
C                                                                                   G         CHome was an easy chair with my daddy there, and the smell of Sunday's supper on the sto-oh-oh-ove.
   G                            D                           GMy footsteps carry me away, but in my mind I'm always goin' home.

[End]
        Em                                  C                              G        CAnd the strait an narrow path he showed me, turned into a thousand winding ro-oh-oh-oads.
   G                            D                           G     CMy footsteps carry me away, but in my mind I'm always goin' home.

[Outro]
G C