(Intro)
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DGD
There's a little shack tucked back in the ?timbers
AD
It wasn't much back then, but it was home
DGD
Sometimes it hurts me to remember
AD
Just how long I've been gone
DGD
Oh how I miss the smell of momma's kitchen
AD
And the way she used to sing those gospel songs
GD
Right now I wish that me and dad were fishin'
AD
So I could tell him he was right and I was wrong
DGDG
Big city nights and lights surround me
DGABm
Feels like a prison to my soul
EG#
I can hear a whipperwill, callin' me home
GAD
Oh back where I belong
(Instrumental)
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DG
Now all the rockin' chairs are empty
AD
I hate to think how tall the weeds have grown
DGD
I'd give back every thing the good lord gave me
AD
If I could just go back where I belong
DGDG
Big city nights and lights surround me
DGAG#
Feels like a prison to my soul
EG#
I can hear a whipperwill, callin' me home
GABmG#
Oh back where I belong
GAD
Oh back where I belong