[G]Ju[G]st[G] a[C]n [C]old house with the roof falling in
[G]St[G]an[D]di[D]ng at the edge of a field
[G]Wa[G7]tch[C]in[Cm]g the crops grow as it's always done before
[G]No[C]bo[Em]dy [D]lives here anymore
[C]Th[D]e [G]su[Em]n's going down in the Carolina pines
[C]I'[D]m [G]a [Em]long way from home and I miss that love of mine
[C]Br[D]ok[G]en[Em] wi[C]nd[D]ow[G]s,[G] empty doors. nobody lives here anymore
[G]Ol[G]d [C]me[C]mories come whistling like the wind
[G]Th[G]ro[D]ug[D]h the walls and cracked window panes
[G]An[G7]d t[C]he[Cm] grass is growing high around the kitchen doorl
[G]No[C]bo[Em]dy [D]lives here anymore
[C]Th[D]e [G]su[Em]n's going down in the Carolina pines
[C]I'[D]m [G]a [Em]long way from home and I miss that love of mine
[C]Br[D]ok[G]en[Em] wi[C]nd[D]ow[G]s,[G] empty doors. nobody lives here anymore
[G]On[G]ce[C] t[C]here were children and a few hired hands
[G]A [G]ha[D]rd[D]-working woman and a bone-tired man
[G]No[G7]w t[C]ha[Cm]t old sun steals across a dusty floor
[G]No[C]bo[Em]dy lives here anymore
[C]Th[D]e [G]su[Em]n's going down in the Carolina pines
[C]I'[D]m [G]a [Em]long way from home and I miss that love of mine
[C]Br[D]ok[G]en[Em] wi[C]nd[D]ow[G]s,[G] empty doors. nobody lives here anymore
[G]St[G]an[D]di[D]ng at the edge of a field
[G]Wa[G7]tch[C]in[Cm]g the crops grow as it's always done before
[G]No[C]bo[Em]dy [D]lives here anymore
[C]Th[D]e [G]su[Em]n's going down in the Carolina pines
[C]I'[D]m [G]a [Em]long way from home and I miss that love of mine
[C]Br[D]ok[G]en[Em] wi[C]nd[D]ow[G]s,[G] empty doors. nobody lives here anymore
[G]Ol[G]d [C]me[C]mories come whistling like the wind
[G]Th[G]ro[D]ug[D]h the walls and cracked window panes
[G]An[G7]d t[C]he[Cm] grass is growing high around the kitchen doorl
[G]No[C]bo[Em]dy [D]lives here anymore
[C]Th[D]e [G]su[Em]n's going down in the Carolina pines
[C]I'[D]m [G]a [Em]long way from home and I miss that love of mine
[C]Br[D]ok[G]en[Em] wi[C]nd[D]ow[G]s,[G] empty doors. nobody lives here anymore
[G]On[G]ce[C] t[C]here were children and a few hired hands
[G]A [G]ha[D]rd[D]-working woman and a bone-tired man
[G]No[G7]w t[C]ha[Cm]t old sun steals across a dusty floor
[G]No[C]bo[Em]dy lives here anymore
[C]Th[D]e [G]su[Em]n's going down in the Carolina pines
[C]I'[D]m [G]a [Em]long way from home and I miss that love of mine
[C]Br[D]ok[G]en[Em] wi[C]nd[D]ow[G]s,[G] empty doors. nobody lives here anymore