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HOME ON THE RANGE - Scott McMicken Tabbed by: Luke Craig
BbHe's crossing out lines FHe has nothing to say EbShooting Russian Roulette FJust to learn how to play
BbThrowing rocks at a car F'Till it throws on it's breaks EbHe's going to far FBecause that's what it takes
BbLearning cause and effect FLetter by letter EbMaking everything worse FSo it can only get better
BbIs this strange, I don't know FIs it wrong, I'm not sure EbI'm no good as a window FBut I'll gladly be a door
BbAnd if you're ever in-between FStop and say hello EbIt's lonely in-between FTo know and not to know
BbAnd on the day that I die FAs the dearly departed EbWill I look back and say that FMy life never started
BbWill I float down the stream FUntil time is worn out EbAs all my remains become Fscattered about
BbBecome a song so big and round FBecome a dream became a sound EbBecome a name cut into stone FBecome a chill in the bone
BbBecome the One, Become the All FBecome the big, become the small EbBecome complete, become destroyed FBecome nothing, be the void
Bb, F, Eb, F Ladadaa, Ladadaa, Ladadaa, Ladadaa Bb, F, Eb, F Ladadaaadadadaaa, Ladadaa, Ladadaa
EbIs this the age FWhere everything learned EbIs proving tried FAnd waiting to burn EbIs this the age FThat sits like a path EbThat's made to be new FAnd then proven to last
EbThis time that is ours FThat feels like distraction EbIs this our death FOr just a contraction
EbWell time is relentless FDemanding of change EbIf nothing is new FThen we must rearrange
EbWell something so simple FCan start looking strange EbAnd it's the city we Fcaaaaall BbOur home on the range