Stnd Tuning
Intro: D G A G
[D]I look out cross corn rows from a d[G]irt road
Babys kicked back in the f[A]ront seat
Got her b[G]are feet hangin out the window
[D]We take a trip down memory lane
D[G]ust on the truck, no chance of rain
[A]My third generation farmin friends all pr[G]ay. That its on the way
[A]And if it dont show up, w[G]e'll be alright
Cause folks round here wouldnt t[A]ake a million bucks
f[G]or a different life
(Chorus)
H[G]ome sw[A]eet ho[D]me
[G]I thank my lucky stars at night
I was ra[A]ised down here and raised up right
Am I[G] proud, you've got that rig[A]ht
H[A]ome sw[G]eet ho[D]me
W[G]here a little bit goes long way
W[A]here we shut her down on Sunday
No I [G]wont ever get too far away
fr[A]om Home sw[G]eet ho[D]me
Solo: D G A G
[D]Pulled down to the cane bridge
P[G]ark in the ditch
Folks and poles are li[A]ned up, a little kid holds a stri[G]nger up
G[G]ot a mess of fish
A[A]nd I drive away with a smile on my f[G]ace
Knowin that this place was bl[A]essed
By God's amazing gr[G]ace
(Repeat Chorus)
[A]No matter where I go or wh[G]ere the road might lead
This li[A]ttle speck on the map, [G]is always gonna be
(Repeat Chorus)
[D] [G]
Y[A]eah, I'm coming home. [G][D]
Intro: D G A G
[D]I look out cross corn rows from a d[G]irt road
Babys kicked back in the f[A]ront seat
Got her b[G]are feet hangin out the window
[D]We take a trip down memory lane
D[G]ust on the truck, no chance of rain
[A]My third generation farmin friends all pr[G]ay. That its on the way
[A]And if it dont show up, w[G]e'll be alright
Cause folks round here wouldnt t[A]ake a million bucks
f[G]or a different life
(Chorus)
H[G]ome sw[A]eet ho[D]me
[G]I thank my lucky stars at night
I was ra[A]ised down here and raised up right
Am I[G] proud, you've got that rig[A]ht
H[A]ome sw[G]eet ho[D]me
W[G]here a little bit goes long way
W[A]here we shut her down on Sunday
No I [G]wont ever get too far away
fr[A]om Home sw[G]eet ho[D]me
Solo: D G A G
[D]Pulled down to the cane bridge
P[G]ark in the ditch
Folks and poles are li[A]ned up, a little kid holds a stri[G]nger up
G[G]ot a mess of fish
A[A]nd I drive away with a smile on my f[G]ace
Knowin that this place was bl[A]essed
By God's amazing gr[G]ace
(Repeat Chorus)
[A]No matter where I go or wh[G]ere the road might lead
This li[A]ttle speck on the map, [G]is always gonna be
(Repeat Chorus)
[D] [G]
Y[A]eah, I'm coming home. [G][D]
