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IBbm'm a clC#oud driAbfting by
DF#rippFing teBbmars froC#m the skAby
IF#'m aF snailBbm withouC#t a shelAbl
LF#eopaFrd witBbmh a golC#den bellAb
IF#'ve Fgot noBbmwhereC# to goAb
IF#'m aF strBbmay cat C#on the Abroam
CF#hokiFng onBbm a chicC#ken boneAb
FF#or aF homBbme sweet no C#sweet hoAbme F# F
For a rF#oot for a leaBbmf for a brancAbh for a trBbmee Ab
For somF#ething someboBbmdy that reminAbded them of meF# Ab
BbmRunning wAbith my roF#ots pulled Abup
BbmCaught meAb cold so F#they could Abcut
BbmWhat therAbe was lefF#t of love Ab
BbmI'm rootlAbess F# Ab
BbmI'm rootlAbess F# Ab
WF#ork Fyour fBbmingerC#s to tAbhe bone
BF#uildFing caBbmstlesC# out oAbf snow
IF#'m aF nomadBbm walkC#ing onAb
HF#ummiFng to Bbmthe sC#ame olAbd song
LF#owerF case BbmsocieC#ty Ab
TF#ied Fto no BbmcommuC#nity Ab
AF# kinFgdom wBbmithouC#t a kiAbng
WF#ith Fno senBbmse ofC# belonAbging
For a rF#oot for a leaBbmf for a brancAbh for a trBbmee Ab
For somF#ething someboBbmdy that reminAbded them ofF# me Ab
BbmRunning wAbith my roF#ots pulled Abup
BbmCaught meAb cold so F#they could Abcut
BbmWhat therAbe was lefF#t of love Ab
BbmI'm rootlAbess F# Ab
BbmI'm rootlAbess F# Ab
BbmRunning wAbith my roBbmots pulled Abup
BbmSo they cAbould cut Bbmme free of Ablove
Bbm Ab Bbm Ab
Bbm Ab Bbm Ab
BbmRunning wAbith my roF#ots pulled Abup
BbmCaught meAb cold so F#they could Abcut
BbmWhat therAbe was lefF#t of love Ab
BbmI'm rootlAbess F# Ab
BbmI'm rootlAbess F# Ab
BbmDragging Abmy roots F#through theAb snow
BbmNo home sAbweet and F#no sweet hoAbme
BbmI've got Abnowhere tF#o go Ab
BbmI'm rootlAbess F# Ab
BbmI'm rootlAbess F# Ab
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| Humming to the same old song
| I'm a cloud drifting by
| I'm a nomad walking on
| I'm a snail without a shell
| I'm a stray cat on the roam
| I'm rootless
| I've got nowhere to go
| Leopard with a golden bell
| Lower case society
| No home sweet and no sweet home
| Running with my roots pulled up
| So they could cut me free of love
| Tied to no community
| What there was left of love
| With no sense of belonging
| Work your fingers to the bone
| aught me cold so they could cut
| hoking on a chicken bone
| kingdom without a king
| or a home sweet no sweet home
| or a root for a leaf for a branch for a tree
| or something somebody that reminded them of me
| ragging my roots through the snow
| ripping tears from the sky
| uilding castles out of snow
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