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#My Father's House - Bruce Springsteen
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[D] [A] [D]
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Last night I dreamed that [G]I was a c[D]hild
Out where the pines grow wild and t[A]all
I was tr[D]ying to [G]make it home through the f[D]orest
Before the dark[A]ness f[D]alls
I heard the wind rustling[G] through the t[D]rees
And ghostly voices rose from the fi[A]elds
I ran with my [D]heart pounding d[G]own that broken [D]path
With the devil [A]snappin' at my h[D]eels
I broke through the trees, and t[G]here in the n[D]ight
My father's house stood shining hard and br[A]ight
The branche[D]s and brambles [G]tore my clothes and scratched my a[D]rms
But I ran till I fell, s[A]haking in his a[D]rms
[D] [A] [D]
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I awoke and I imagined the hard [G]things that pulled us a[D]part
Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's he[A]arts
I got dre[D]ssed, and to that h[G]ouse I did r[D]ide
From out on the road, I could see its w[A]indows shining in l[D]ight
I walked up the steps and s[G]tood on the p[D]orch
A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained [A]door
I told her my stor[D]y, and w[G]ho I'd come f[D]or
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that n[A]ame lives here an[D]ymore"
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| D | G | D | D | D | A | D | D |
My father's house shines[G] hard and br[D]ight
It stands like a beacon calling me in the ni[A]ght
Calling and c[D]alling, [G]so cold and a[D]lone
Shining `cross this dark highway where our [A]sins lie unat[D]oned
[D] [A] [G]
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##This file is the work of fans and represents their interpretation of the song.#
##This file is licensed under a Creative Commons-License: #
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#My Father's House - Bruce Springsteen
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[D] [A] [D]
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Last night I dreamed that [G]I was a c[D]hild
Out where the pines grow wild and t[A]all
I was tr[D]ying to [G]make it home through the f[D]orest
Before the dark[A]ness f[D]alls
I heard the wind rustling[G] through the t[D]rees
And ghostly voices rose from the fi[A]elds
I ran with my [D]heart pounding d[G]own that broken [D]path
With the devil [A]snappin' at my h[D]eels
I broke through the trees, and t[G]here in the n[D]ight
My father's house stood shining hard and br[A]ight
The branche[D]s and brambles [G]tore my clothes and scratched my a[D]rms
But I ran till I fell, s[A]haking in his a[D]rms
[D] [A] [D]
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I awoke and I imagined the hard [G]things that pulled us a[D]part
Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's he[A]arts
I got dre[D]ssed, and to that h[G]ouse I did r[D]ide
From out on the road, I could see its w[A]indows shining in l[D]ight
I walked up the steps and s[G]tood on the p[D]orch
A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained [A]door
I told her my stor[D]y, and w[G]ho I'd come f[D]or
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that n[A]ame lives here an[D]ymore"
| D | D | G | D | D | D | D | A | A |
| D | G | D | D | D | A | D | D |
My father's house shines[G] hard and br[D]ight
It stands like a beacon calling me in the ni[A]ght
Calling and c[D]alling, [G]so cold and a[D]lone
Shining `cross this dark highway where our [A]sins lie unat[D]oned
[D] [A] [G]
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