Intro:F C A# F F C F F I know they say, you can't go home againAm I just had to come back one last timeA# Ma'am I know, you don't know me from AdamF C But these handprints on the front steps are mine F Up those stairs, in that little back bedroomAm Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitarA# And I bet you didn't know, under that live oakF C My favorite dog is buried in the yard A# F I thought if I could touch this place, or feel itGm F This brokenness inside me might start healin'A# Out here it's like I'm someone else,Dm A# I thought that maybe I could find myselfF A# If I could just come in I swear I'll leaveF Won't take nothin' but a memoryC F From the house that... built me F Mama cut out pictures of houses for yearsAm From "Better Homes and Garden" magazineA# Plans were drawn and concrete poured andA# Nail by nail and board by boardF C Daddy gave life to Mama's dream A# F I thought if I could touch this place, or feel itGm F This brokenness inside me might start healin'A# Out here it's like I'm someone else,Dm A# I thought that maybe I could find myselfF A# If I could just come in I swear I'll leaveF Won't take nothin' but a memoryC F From the house that... built me Dm F You leave home and you move on and you do the best you canGm A# C I got lost in this old world and forgot, who I am A# F I thought if I could touch this place or feel itGm F This brokenness inside me might start healingA# Out here it's like I'm someone elseDm A# I thought that maybe I could find myselfF A# If I could walk around I swear I'll leaveF Won't take nothin' but a memoryC A# F Gm C F From the house that.... built me
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