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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
ASo, I guess this is leavinC#mg. A backpack full of reasonsF#m,
of why it's time to go.
AI lay the comforts behind C#mme, because they would only remind F#mme.
What I already know.
ASo, I turn off the lights and the cC#mable. Leave the keys and a note on the taF#mble.
No more sunday night cartoons. Yeahhh
ABut, I guess not knowing, C#m Anything about the place I'm going,F#m
Just happened all too soon [Chorus]
Well, the comGforts aren't as safe as they use to Ebe. (Oh, I'm Aleavin-C#mg) Yes, I'm F#mleaving.
Find my way home
(Oh, I'm Aleavin-C#mg) Yes, I'm F#mleaving
[Transition] E [Verse 2]
AMaybe this will make me well groundC#med, Make me well, wealthy, and well roundF#med.
I wonder how I'll feel.
AI guess I'll spend all the money I've been savinC#mg, On a bike and a life I've been cravinF#mg.
Time to seal the deal [Chorus]
But, the comfGorts aren't as safe as they use to bEe. (Oh, I'm Aleavin-C#mg) Yes, I'm F#mleaving.
Find my way home
(Oh, I'm Aleavin-C#mg) Yes, I'm F#mleaving (Oh, I'm Aleavin-C#mg) Yes, I'm F#mleaving (Oh, I'm Aleavin-C#mg) Yes, I'm F#mleaving