CAPO II
INTRO (Strum once):
P[D]laces I have [G]been, ci[A]ties I have s[D]een,
with con[G]crete canyons rising from the gro[A]und.
Mi[D]les and miles of asp[G]halt trails, str[E]etch across the l[A]and,
sta[G]mpeding metal ponies leaving sm[E]oke along the w[A]ay.
CHORUS 1 (Light Strum):
Going back to Pan[D]iolo Cou[G]ntry,
st[A]ars at night, no c[D]ity lights.
P[D]aniolo Cou[G]ntry, my ho[A]me on the ra[D]nge.
VERSE 1:
I made up my m[G]ind, wo[A]n't waste any t[D]ime,
Going b[G]ack to where the clouds ride h[A]igh.
Ta[D]ke my word it's pr[G]etty, n[E]ot like great big ci[A]ties
the wi[G]nds still brings cool, clear mountain a[A]ir.
CHORUS 2:
Going back to Pan[D]iolo Cou[G]ntry,
ra[A]in does fall and gr[D]ass grows tall.
Pan[D]iolo Cou[G]ntry, my ho[A]me on the ra[D]nge.
VERSE 2:
Pl[D]aces I have b[G]een, ci[A]ties I have se[D]en,
with con[G]crete canyons rising from the gr[A]ound.
Mi[D]les and miles of asp[G]halt trails st[E]retch across the l[A]and,
stampe[G]ding metal ponies leaving smoke along the w[A]ay.
FINAL CHORUS:
Going back to Pan[D]iolo Cou[G]ntry
st[A]ars at night, no c[D]ity lights.
P[D]aniolo C[G]ountry, my h[A]ome on the ra[D]nge.
P[D]aniolo C[G]ountry, ra[A]in does fall and [D]grass grows tall
P[D]aniolo C[G]ountry, my h[A]ome on the r[D]ange.
P[D]aniolo C[G]ountry, my h[A]ome on the ra[D]nge.
INTRO (Strum once):
P[D]laces I have [G]been, ci[A]ties I have s[D]een,
with con[G]crete canyons rising from the gro[A]und.
Mi[D]les and miles of asp[G]halt trails, str[E]etch across the l[A]and,
sta[G]mpeding metal ponies leaving sm[E]oke along the w[A]ay.
CHORUS 1 (Light Strum):
Going back to Pan[D]iolo Cou[G]ntry,
st[A]ars at night, no c[D]ity lights.
P[D]aniolo Cou[G]ntry, my ho[A]me on the ra[D]nge.
VERSE 1:
I made up my m[G]ind, wo[A]n't waste any t[D]ime,
Going b[G]ack to where the clouds ride h[A]igh.
Ta[D]ke my word it's pr[G]etty, n[E]ot like great big ci[A]ties
the wi[G]nds still brings cool, clear mountain a[A]ir.
CHORUS 2:
Going back to Pan[D]iolo Cou[G]ntry,
ra[A]in does fall and gr[D]ass grows tall.
Pan[D]iolo Cou[G]ntry, my ho[A]me on the ra[D]nge.
VERSE 2:
Pl[D]aces I have b[G]een, ci[A]ties I have se[D]en,
with con[G]crete canyons rising from the gr[A]ound.
Mi[D]les and miles of asp[G]halt trails st[E]retch across the l[A]and,
stampe[G]ding metal ponies leaving smoke along the w[A]ay.
FINAL CHORUS:
Going back to Pan[D]iolo Cou[G]ntry
st[A]ars at night, no c[D]ity lights.
P[D]aniolo C[G]ountry, my h[A]ome on the ra[D]nge.
P[D]aniolo C[G]ountry, ra[A]in does fall and [D]grass grows tall
P[D]aniolo C[G]ountry, my h[A]ome on the r[D]ange.
P[D]aniolo C[G]ountry, my h[A]ome on the ra[D]nge.
