Home in G 102920
James Michael Taylor
HOME
(Am D) or (F C)
Where the (G) windmill sings to the mocking bird
And the (C) prairie wind, without a word
(Am) Whispers thru tall (D) grass, I’ll be (G) home
(F C G) or (Am D)
Where the butter cups and the thistles thrive
And the Black-eyed Susans dot my drive
I’ll be humming to myself, I’m almost home (Am D) or (F C)
When I (Em) feel the gravel crumble in my (C) driveway
And the (Em) puppies all come running out to (C) play (D) I’ll (G) know I’ve died and gone to heaven (C) finally
And my (Am) mom and dad will (D) greet me that fine day. (G F C G)
(Em) Charlotte hangs by the (C) back screen door
(Em) Mending the web that the (C) horse fly tore (D)
Where the cattle lo and the horses neigh
And the mountains look so far away
I’ll be rolling down my window ‘cause I’m home
(C) 2020 Royal T Music
Nice song James. Great vocals. Reminds me a lot of CSNY. from acoustic57 :)
Love this whole album James - sometimes you don't need 3 minutes to say everything you need to say. You're pretty much a master of that.... ~~ Peace, Wade
"Mending the web that the horsefly tore..." .what a line..what an image... I love that...really love that image...delicate and hopefull....and magical... Matthew
i like it, but i'd like to visualize a little more of this place. thanks, james for sharing these!!!