David Nail – “Turning Home”

(Capo on 3)

Intro.: | (D) (G) | (D) (A) | x 2

(D) Usually take one last pass through (Bm)town, stop the car and touch the ground
(G) Watch those streetlights (D)swayin’ in the breeze (A)
(D) Decorated store fronts, (Bm) rusty old gas pumps
(G) Try to fill my mind up with (D) somethin’ before I (A)go
(Bm) Picture (A)postcard memories (G) (A)
(Bm) You know they always (A)make for good company (G) (A) |

(D) I don’t know no town (F#) like the old townaa
(Bm) Even when the (A)miles are many, (G) I feel like (Gm)I’m still arounde-
(D) Deep inside me, (F#) like rings through an oak tree,.-
Yeah, there (Bm)something ’bout a (A)Sunday when I’m gone (G)
That (A)keeps me turnin’ home (D) (G) | (Bm) (A) |

(D) Standin’ here beneath these billboard lights (Bm) takes me back to those autumn nights
(G) Hometown bleachers packed real tight as (D)we marched down the field (A)
(D) My feet would swing from a dropped tailgate (Bm) out on Airport Road real late
(G) No one could walk a line too straight, we usually (D)made it home al-(A)right
(Bm) And glory (A)days I cant re-live (G) (A)
(Bm) Stories (A)I’ll never forget (G) (A)

(D) And I don’t know no friends (F#) like the old friends
(Bm) I never seem to (A)laugh now, (G) like I (Gm)did with them
(D) But deep inside me, (F#) a piece of history
Yeah, I (Bm)hear their voices (A)even though they’re gone (G)
And it (A)keeps me turning (D)home

Inst.: — (G) | (Bm) (A) | (D) (Bm) | (G) (A) |
| (D) (G) | (Bm) (A) | (D) (Bm) | (G) (Em) —

(D) Never twice the same way does it start (Bm) and sure enough she stole my heart
(G) On the old gym floor, spinnin’ (D)round and round one (A)night
(D) And though we both tried hard to wait, (Bm) we sure did love the taste
(G) Of the sweet love being made and (D)prayin’ I got it right (A)
(Bm) Gradu-(A)ation came and went (G) (A)
(Bm) Along with (A)all the time we spent (G) (A) |

(D) And I don’t know no love (F#) like the first love
(Bm) When I think about the (A)best times, (G) she’s the one I (Gm)think of
(D) Deep inside me, (F#) all though the taste is bittersweet
I (Bm)see her smilin’ (A)even though she’s gone (G)
And it (A)keeps me turning home, (D) (G) yeah
(Bm) And it (A)keeps me turning home

Outro.: | (D) (G) | (Bm) (A) | (D) (G) | (Bm) (A) | (D) (G) | (Bm) (A) —–

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