Home Chords by Alan Jackson

[Start]

[Verse]
C F C F
■ ■ ■ ■
C                            
In small town down in Georgia
G                   
Over forty years ago
F                        
Her maiden name was Musey
          C                G  
'till she met that Jackson boy
F                                     
They married young like folks did then
      C              F   
Not a penny to their name
C                                      
They believed the one you vowed to love
G                  C       
Should always stay the same
                          C       
And on the land his daddy gave him
  G                  
A foundation underway
      F                   
For a love to last forever
C                    G   
Or until their dying days
F                                     
They built a bond that's strong enough
   C                F   
To stand the test a time
      C                      
And a place for us to turn to
         G             C   
When our lives were in bind


[Chorus]
              G                          
And they made their house from a toolshed
                 F      C       
Grandaddy rolled out on two logs
               G                  
And they built walls all around it
              F    G            F
And they made that house a home ■
                              C     
And they taught us 'bout good living
                         F    
And taught us right from wrong
              C                     
Lord there'll never be another place
        G               C         F C
In this world that I'll call home ■ ■


[Verse]
F C                           
■ My mama raised five children
G                          
Four girls and there was me
F                                     
She found her strength in faith of God
      C       G     
And a love of family
F                          
She never had a social life
C                F   
Home was all she knew
C                             
Except the time she took a job
G                C  
To pay a bill or two
       C                         
And my daddy skinned his knuckles
       G                    
On the cars that he repaired
F                         
He never earned much money
       C              G  
But he gave us all he had
F                           
He never made the front page
       C               F    
But he did the best he could
C                                     
Folks drove the cars from miles around
            G                   C   
And let 'em look underneath the hood


[Chorus]
G                                        
And they made their house from a toolshed
F                       C       
Grandaddy rolled out on two logs
G                                 
And they built walls all around it
F                  G           
And they made that house a home
F                                   
And they taught us 'bout good living


[Outro]
C                          F    
■ And taught us right from wrong
                    C               
Lord there'll never be another place
              C                  
In this world that I'll call home
                          G    
There'll never be another place
                   F              C
In this world that I'll call home ■