D A Bm F#m G D G Of all the stupid things I could have thought this A was the worst D A Bm F#m G D G A I started to believe that I was born at seventeen D A Bm F#m G D G And all the stupid things, the letters and the broken A verse D A Bm F#m G D Stayed hidden at the bottom of the drawer, they'd G A always been D A Bm F#m G D And now I plough through files of bills receipts and G A credit cards D A Bm F#m G D G and tickets and the daily news and sometimes I just A wanna go back to my Chorus Bm F#m G D A Home Town, though I know it'll never be the same Bm F#m G Back to my home town, 'cause it's been so long, A Eadd9* [*E with pinky on 2nd fret of high e] and I'm wondering if it's still there. D A Bm F#m G D G We think we're pretty smart, us city slickers get A around D A Bm F#m G D And when the going's rough we kill the pain and G A relocate D A Bm F#m G D G A We're never married, never faithful not to any town D A Bm F#m G D G A But we never leave the past behind we just accumulate D A Bm F#m G D So sometimes when the music stops I seem to hear a G A distant sound D A Bm F#m G Of waves and seagulls, football crowds and churchbells D G A and I want to go back to my
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