G Am7 C G Travelling at night, the headlights were brightD7 G And we’d been up many an hourAm7 C G All through my brain, came the refrainD7 G Of home and it’s warming fire [Chorus]C G And home, sings me of sweet thingsD My life there has it’s own wingsG C G Fly over the mountainsBb Am7 D7 Though I'm standing still [Verse]G Am7 C G The people I've seen, they come in betweenD7 G The cities of tiring lifeG Am7 C G And the trains come and go, but inside you knowD7 G The struggle will soon be a fight [Chorus]C G And home, sings me of sweet thingsD My life there has it’s own wingsG C G Fly over the mountainsBb Am7 D7 Though I'm standing still [Verse]G Am7 C G Travelling at night, the headlights were brightD7 G But soon the sun came through the treesG Am7 C G Around the next bend, the flowers will sendD7 G The sweet scent of home in the breeze [Chorus]C G And home, sings me of sweet thingsD My life there has it’s own wingsG C G Fly over the mountainsBb Am7 D7 Though I'm standing stillG C G Fly over the mountainsBb Am7 D7 Though I'm standing still
Home
Mary Black
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