Coming Home

It's a (C)fourletter word, a place you (G6)go to heal your hurt.

It's an (Am7)altar, it's a shelter,

one (C7)place you're always welcome.

A big (F)flamingo double wide, one bedroom in a high rise,

a (Dm7)mansion on a hill,

where the (Gsus)mem'ries always will keep you company whenever you are alone.

(G)After all of my (F)running, I'm finally (Gsus)coming (Am)home.

(C)The world tried to break me;

I (Gsus)found a road to take me (Am)home.

There ain't (Gsus)nothing but a blue sky (G)now.

After (C)all of my (F)running, I'm (Fmaj9)finally (Gsus)coming

(C)home.

Well, they (C)say it's where the heart is;

and I (G6)guess the hardest part is (Am7)when your heart is broken and your (C7)love's out in the great wide open.

(F)Looking for a map,

(Ab)finding your way back (Dm7)to where you belong.

Oh, well (Gsus)that's where I (G)belong:

(Gsus)coming (Bm)home,

home.

(Am)Home. (C)The world tried to break me;

I (Gsus)found a road to take me (Am)home.

There ain't (Gsus)nothing but a blue sky (G)now.

After all of my (F)running, I'm (Fmaj9)finally (Gsus)coming,

after (Am7)all of my (F)running, I'm (Fmaj9)finally (Gsus)coming

(C)home.