Broken Roads

Intro:
Am Dm G C G (x2)
F E

Am        Dm       G            
You are a bird and I am an old 
      C         G
oak tree,

Am             Dm        G      
You're free to fly while I am 
          C          G
stuck on my knees...

Dm                     Am        
You built your nest in me, placed
               G
 your trust in me,

                           C       
Rest your head, rest your wings...
 G


     Dm       Am                   
But opportunity flew you away from 
G                          C     
me and left me here on my own...
   G



   F                         
I wonder if you ever will fly 
  E
home...


           C                Am
I love my home, it's all I know,

              F                    
My roots run deep under these 
   G
broken roads...

           C                 Am
This damn city has been my family,

             F                   
But I'll be damned if I should up 
      G
and leave...


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             F                
But still I wonder if I should 
            E
uproot and go...


Am(one stroke)  Dm  G               
            C         G
Stuck in this dirt, my roots are 
veins for the earth,

Am             Dm             
I'll raise my branches high with 
    G                              
pride for all the things that I've 
    C            G
earned...

    Dm           Am               
And I can't walk away, it seems 
          G                     
I'm here to stay to sort through 
          C       G
this on my own,

     Dm           Am              
Your obligation, no communication,
  G                             
 oh, you're serving our nation's 
 C         G
home...


   F                               
Oh pretty bird, well have you heard
      E
 the news?


          C                 Am
I love my home, it's all I know,

               F                   
My roots run deep under these 
    G
broken roads...

           C                 Am
This damn city has been my family,

             F                   
And I'll be damned if I should up 
      G
and leave...



 F                                 
Funny how sometimes life makes you 
 E
choose,

      F                            
If I go or stay, well, either way I
  E
 lose...

      F                            
Have you found somewhere new to 
        E
rest your head?

          F                  
Should I wait for you or find 
               E
someone new instead?



          C                Am
I love my home, its all I know,

              F                    
My roots run deep under these 
  G
broken roads...

           C                Am
This damn city has been my family,

                F
But, shit, who knows?

                         C
Maybe you're my family, too...



                      C
I don't know what to do...