Never Come Home

Robbie Fulks

  • A
  • Bm
  • D
  • F#m
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Tono:
F#m A Maybe time has wrought some changes
F#m A Maybe I remember wrong
F#m It stands to reason I've grown
A softer
F#m A I was married for so long
D Bm I took a chill late last April
D Bm Lost thirty pounds by mid July
D Not that the old place was the
Bm answer
F#m A Just one last thing that I could try
F#m A I had scarcely laid my bag down
F#m A When my misjudgement hit me square
F#m I was welcomed like a guilty
A prisoner
F#m A Old grievances fouled the air [Chorus]
F#m A Four hundred miles mean nothing
F#m A One mans troubles are his own
F#m A The land is run down and ragged
F#m A I should have never come home [Verse 2]
F#m There's a couple of babies in the
A cradle
F#m A Sister's gone east for a time
F#m Mama's boiling water by the wood
A stove
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F#m Neighbours stealing glances
A through the blind
D Now she's looking at me through
Bm their eyes
D And I see the thought she hides in
Bm vain
D All my years among the
Bm silken-tongued, the fallen
F#m A Have made this cancer in my brain
F#m Cheap coal's spilling from the
A hilltops
F#m The earth is shaking from them old
A drag lines
F#m But when these little towns lie
A sleeping
F#m It's like it must have been before
A mankind
D Bm Watch the wild mid summer moonlight
D Bm Drifting slow across the lawn
D Bm Catch the outlines the creation
F#m A As morning comes on [Interlude]
F#m A F#m A
F#m Now there's cousins dropping in
A from Briersville
F#m With self regard these baptists
A farely shine
F#m A Mama gives them high admiration
F#m A Contempt is the best that I can find [Chorus]
D Bm Four hundred miles mean nothing
D Bm One mans troubles are his own
D Bm Sick and torn from wife and children
F#m A I should have never come home [Verse 3]
F#m A I hear them whispering my name
F#m A Late at night beneath my room
F#m Their voices rise as they grow
A drunker
F#m A Black vultures gathering at my tomb
D Humbled by the ancient jewish
Bm prophets
D Bm Dazzled by the distant network theme
D Bm Born by the promise of tomorrow
F#m A Bury me with all speed
F#m A Now I was born in New York City
F#m A Down here I'm near a slave
F#m A Can't hardly take in one more body
F#m A Can't afford another grave [Chorus]
D Bm Four hundred miles mean nothing
D Bm One mans troubles are his own
D Bm This land is run down and ragged
F#m A I should have never come home
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