Neil Young - Far from home

^CWhen I was a gr^Gowing boy ^CA-rocking on my daddy's ^Gknee ^CDaddy took an old ^Gguitar and sang ^A7Bury me on the^C lone pra^Girie ^CUncle Bob sat at the pi^Gano ^CMy girl cousins sang har^Gmony ^CThose were the good old f^Gamily times ^A7That left a b^Cig mark on^G me ^CBury me out on the p^Grairie ^CWhere the buffalo used t^Go roam ^CWhere the Canada geese on^Gce filled the sky ^A7And then I won't^C be far from home ^G

^CBury me out on the p^Grairie ^CWhere the buffalo used t^Go roam ^CYou won't have to shed a te^Gar for me ^A7'Cause then I wo^Cn't be far from ho^Gme

^CWalking down the trans-Canada highwa^Gy ^CI was talking to a fire^Gfly ^CTrying to make my way to Na^Gshville, Tennessee ^A7When another ca^Cr passed m^Ge by ^CSome day I'm gonna make big money^{G C}And buy myself a big old ^Gcar ^CMake my way on down to that promise^Gd and ^A7And then I'm gon^Cna really go f^Gar