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Cody Johnson - Never Go Home Again: chords

Em
Scatter gun blast hands in the air,
                            G    D
half a million in a burlap sack
       Em
Y'all have a nice day as we make our way
        G           D        Em
to the Caddy in the ally out back

See when the times get hard
Some good old boys turn to a life a sin
We're like Robin Hood, we're just twice as good
But we can never go home again

Well I grew up singing Amazing Grace
In a little white church in the woods
My momma prayed hard for all her boys
But her praying didn't do a bit of good

The sheriff and a banker man came
to push us off of our land
Now we're six feet deep
And my brothers and me we can never go home again

Chorus:
 C       G           D              Em
Lord forgive me, I know just what I do
            C               G                D
I'll take what I need and then I leave the rest
            Em
to my momma and you
          C                    G
And that tin roof cabin might not have
                       D                    Em
been heaven but it's closer than I've ever been
      C                G
God bless an outlaw's weary soul,
       B7
I can never go home again

Sometimes I dream of that old front porch
and my momma patching up a quilt
While my brothers and me lay around in
the shade of that live oak tree on the hill

Now it's hide-out shacks, better watch your
back and cover every track of where you've been
A thousand wrongs will never make it right,
I can never go home again

Chorus

Scatter gun blast tears a ten inch hole
Through an empty burlap sack
As I say my peace for my brothers and me
My whole world fades to black

Here's three new graves underneath the shade of
That live oak tree on the hill
Overlooking momma's porch with a fresh coat of paint
And a shiny new Coup De Ville

Lord forgive me, I know just what I've done
I've been through hell and found
myself on the wrong end of a gun
And that tin roof cabin might not
have been heaven but it's closer than I've ever been
God bless an outlaw's weary soul,
I thought I'd never make it home
God bless an outlaw's weary soul,
I guess I finally made it home again

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