Written by Mac McAnally
Intro: (A) (D) (A) (D) (A) Grease in our (E) hair (D) Hands in our pock(E)ets (A) We stood and (E) stared At (D) cars goin' past (F#m) We placed our (Bm7) bets (D) Where they were (A) headed And (F#m) held our ciga(Bm7)rettes Like (D) movie stars (E) (A) Grandmother's (E) hands (D) Hard from the gar(E)den (A) She had a (E) plan For (D) me to preach one day (F#m) She prayed for (Bm7) rain She (D) watched and she (A) waited And (F#m) never comp(Bm7)lained When it (D) did not fall (E) (F#m) South(E)bo(A)und Breezes (Dmaj9) blow(D6)ing (F#m) This (E) to(A)wn ain't my (Bm7) home (A/C#) (D) You can (F#m) slow me do(E)wn (A) But I'm (E) go(D)ing (F#m) If I can (Bm7) turn this (A) road I'm on (E) (A) Southbound ---key change--- (Bb) Stories I (F) tell (Eb) Reek of nostalgia And (Bb) those that know me (F) well Have (Eb) heard 'em all before (Gm) How far I've (Cm7) come (Bb/D) Mostly I'm (Bb) proud of But (Gm) where I'm comin' (Cm7) from Is (F) calling me (Gm) South(F)bo(Bb)und Breezes (Ebmaj9) blow(Eb6)ing (Gm) This (F) to(Bb)wn ain't my (Cm7) home (Bb/D) (Eb) You can (Gm) slow me do(F)wn (Bb) But I'm (F) go(Eb)ing (Gm) If I can (Cm7) turn this (Bb) road I'm on (F) Southbou(Bb)nd Solo: (Emaj9) (Eb6) (Gm) (F) (Bb) (Cm7) (Bb/D) (Eb) You can (Gm) slow me do(F)wn (Bb) But I'm (F) go(Eb)ing (Gm) If I can (Cm7) turn this (Bb) road I'm on (F) (Gm) If I can (Cm7) turn this (Bb) road I'm (F) on (Bb) Southbound (Gm) South(F)bo(Bb)und Breezes (Ebmaj9) blow(Eb6)ing (Gm) This (F) to(Bb)wn ain't my (Cm7) home (Bb/D) (Eb) You can (Gm) slow me do(F)wn (Bb) But I'm (F) go(Eb)ing If (Gm) I can (Cm7) turn this (Bb) road I'm on (F) Fade out...
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