Darrell Scott My Fathers House written by Darrell Scott
Darell Scott vocals/guitar/mandolin
Leland Sklar bass
Steve Conn accordion
Kenny Malone drums
Dale Scott vocals
Suzi Ragsdale vocals
[E]He sang a walk on the [A]wild[B]side lasts a lifetime with [E]me
[E]I was [A]born and [E]raised in [B]my father's h[E]ouse
[A]Can catching [E]rain in the [B]kitchen
He said a [A]good song never [E]comes to t[B]hose who c[E]hase
It [A]comes to [E]those who [B]listen
And I'd listen to him
[A]Waking [E]up in the [B]middle of the [E]night
[A]I know he [E]thought we were s[B]leeping
And with an [A]old [E]melody and a [B]guitar in [E]hand
Somewh[A]ere between [E]dreaming and [B]weeping
He'd sing a walk on the w[A]ild[B]side lasts a lifetime with [E]me
I [A]grew up [E]quick in my [B]father's [E]house
[A]Mama she [E]gave him no [B]daughters
Just a [F#m]look in the [E]eye of a [B]woman in [E]need
To be [A]free of a [E]love grown [B]harder
So she [F#m]hit the [E]road in a [B]Galaxy [E]Ford
[A]The one that my [E]daddy had [B]bought her
And she c[F#m]rossed the [E]tracks and [B]never looked [C#m]back
She was [A]hummin' a [E]song he had [B]taught her
She sang a walk on the [A]wild[B]side lasts a lifetime with [E]me
SOLO
[B] [A] [E] [B][E]
There was this big black trunk in my father's house
Where he [A]kept all the [E]ledgers he'd [B]write in
So I [F#m]broke into [E]it [B]before I moved [E]out
[A]To see if I could [E]find out more [B]about him
There were [F#m]letters [E]written, never [B]sent to my [E]mom
[A]It's a wonder it [E]never [B]killed him
And there were [F#m]lines, and [C#m]songs, and [B]poet[E]ry
[A]Damn near as [E]good as Hank W[B]illiams
Sing a walk on the [A]wilds[B]ide lasts a lifetime with [E]me
From Darrell Scott "Family Tree"
EMI Music/House of Bram Music, ASCAP)
Darell Scott vocals/guitar/mandolin
Leland Sklar bass
Steve Conn accordion
Kenny Malone drums
Dale Scott vocals
Suzi Ragsdale vocals
[E]He sang a walk on the [A]wild[B]side lasts a lifetime with [E]me
[E]I was [A]born and [E]raised in [B]my father's h[E]ouse
[A]Can catching [E]rain in the [B]kitchen
He said a [A]good song never [E]comes to t[B]hose who c[E]hase
It [A]comes to [E]those who [B]listen
And I'd listen to him
[A]Waking [E]up in the [B]middle of the [E]night
[A]I know he [E]thought we were s[B]leeping
And with an [A]old [E]melody and a [B]guitar in [E]hand
Somewh[A]ere between [E]dreaming and [B]weeping
He'd sing a walk on the w[A]ild[B]side lasts a lifetime with [E]me
I [A]grew up [E]quick in my [B]father's [E]house
[A]Mama she [E]gave him no [B]daughters
Just a [F#m]look in the [E]eye of a [B]woman in [E]need
To be [A]free of a [E]love grown [B]harder
So she [F#m]hit the [E]road in a [B]Galaxy [E]Ford
[A]The one that my [E]daddy had [B]bought her
And she c[F#m]rossed the [E]tracks and [B]never looked [C#m]back
She was [A]hummin' a [E]song he had [B]taught her
She sang a walk on the [A]wild[B]side lasts a lifetime with [E]me
SOLO
[B] [A] [E] [B][E]
There was this big black trunk in my father's house
Where he [A]kept all the [E]ledgers he'd [B]write in
So I [F#m]broke into [E]it [B]before I moved [E]out
[A]To see if I could [E]find out more [B]about him
There were [F#m]letters [E]written, never [B]sent to my [E]mom
[A]It's a wonder it [E]never [B]killed him
And there were [F#m]lines, and [C#m]songs, and [B]poet[E]ry
[A]Damn near as [E]good as Hank W[B]illiams
Sing a walk on the [A]wilds[B]ide lasts a lifetime with [E]me
From Darrell Scott "Family Tree"
EMI Music/House of Bram Music, ASCAP)