My Way Back Home

(G)

      G
After one of my huntin', fishin' 
party weekends
I could hardly wait to hold my baby 
again
  C
A man will never see a more 
beautiful sight
     G
Than home sweet mobil home in his 
truck headlights
       D
But ex cept for a cedar deck and 
cinder blocks
Am  C/B C         D
All I saw was a vacant lot

       G
So I'm drivin' around, all over town
                                D
Wonderin' where she hauled it a way
         Yeah she's on a roll, which
 way do I go
I've been through every single tr 
G
ailer park and KOA
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         She's been mad before, but 
never this sore
                            C
You can surely bet from now on
               D             G 
I won't wander far from from her 
         C
lovin' arms
                  D        G
If I ever find my way back home

         G
Guess my homeless situation is 
partly my fault
For another thousand dollars down I 
could have bought
     C
That house in the country that she 
loved so much
     G
With all that brick and wood there 
ain't no way it would budge
     D
It's easy now to figure out where I 
went wrong
      Am     C/B    C       D
But a little harder finding love 
that's gone

       G
So I'm drivin' around, all over town
                                D
Wonderin' where she hauled it a way
         Yeah she's on a roll, which
 way do I go
I've been through every single tr 
G
ailer park and KOA
         She's been mad before, but 
never this sore
                            C
You can surely bet from now on
               D             G 
I won't wander far from from her 
         C
lovin' arms
                  D        G
If I ever find my way back home

         C           D        
Yeah the next time I leave, I'm 
         G          C
taking her or the keys
                  D          C    
If I ever find my way (If he ever 
          D
finds his way)
     C            D        G
If I ever find my way back home