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(EADGBe) Intro (D\C\G\D)
DWhen I was C15 I dreamed of Gleaving mDy home DI had to see the Cworld And lGive like a rollingD stone DI heard CaClifornia was Gpaved in gDold ESo I hopped on that train GIt didn't come easy EBut I keep thinkin' bout BbThe green grass andC missing my Dhome
DTake me Cback to my Gsouthern wDays DWhere I can be Cmyself and Glive anCother day DTake me Cback to my Gsouthern wDays BbWhere the tall pines blow and tChe southern winds kiss my faDce C G D DOh southern grace C G D
Me and my boys started a band Practiced everyday out on the Hell House land Played every honky tonk and this ol' bar To sing about Sweet 'Bama We were just simple men The music is forever and the songs will never ever end Take me back to my southern ways Where I can be myself and live another day Take me back to my southern ways Where the tall pines blow and the southern winds kiss my face Oh take me back! I sit here thinkin' about those days I wouldn't change a thing about my life today Ain't it funny how time sure flies 'Cause all I ever wanted and all I ever needed WAS YOU Take me back to my southern ways Where I can be myself and live another day Take me back to my southern ways Where the tall pines blow and the St. John's flows, and only God - he knows, and those southern winds kiss my face (Song written by ex-Marilyn Manson and current Rob Zombie guitarist John5. Gary Rossington, Rickey Medlocke assisted on the song. Johnny