Never Go Home Again
Cody Johnson
Em
(início)
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Verse 1
Em G Dsus2 Scatter gun blast hands in the air, half a million in a burlap sack Em G Dsus2 Em Y'all have a nice day as we make our way to the Caddy in the ally out back Em G Dsus2 See when the times get hard some good old boys turn to a life a sin Em G D We're like Robin Hood, we're just twice as good but we can never go home again
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Verse 2
Em G Dsus2 Well, I grew up singing Amazing Grace in a little white church in the woods Em G Dsus2 Em My momma prayed hard for all her boys but her praying didn't do a bit of good Em G Dsus2 The sheriff and, a banker man, came to push us off of our land Em G D Em Now we're six feet deep and my brothers and me we can never go home again
Chorus
C G D Em Lord forgive me, I know just what I do C G D Em I'll take what I need and then I leave the rest to my momma and you C G D Em And that tin roof cabin might not have been heaven but it's closer than I've ever been C G B7 N.C. God bless an outlaw's weary soul, I can never go home again
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Verse 3
Em G Dsus2 Sometimes I dream of that old front porch and my momma patching up a quilt Em G Dsus2 Em While my brothers and me lay around in the shade of that live oak tree on the hill Em G Dsus2 Now it's hide-out shacks better watch your back, and cover every track of where you've been Em G D Em A thousand wrongs will never make it right, I can never go home again
Chorus
C G D Em Lord forgive me, I know just what I do C G D Em I'll take what I need and then I leave the rest to my momma and you C G D Em And that tin roof cabin might not have been heaven but it's closer than I've ever been C G B7 N.C. God bless an outlaw's weary soul, I can never go home again
Solo
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Verse 4
Em G Dsus2 Scatter gun blast tears a ten inch hole through an empty burlap sack Em B7 Em As I say my peace for my brothers and me as my whole world fades to black Em G Dsus2 Here's three new graves underneath the shade of that live oak tree on the hill Em B7 Em Overlooking momma's porch with a fresh coat of paint and a shiny new Coup De Ville
Chorus 2
C G D Em Lord forgive me, I know just what I've done C G D Em I've been through hell and found myself on the wrong end of a gun C G D Em And that tin roof cabin might not have been heaven but it's closer than I've ever been C G D Em God bless an outlaw's weary soul, I thought I'd never make it home again C G B7 God bless an outlaw's weary soul, I guess I finally made it home again
Outro
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