Roy Orbison - Coming home

It s a ^Elong and lonely highway, when you re traveling all a^B7lone I was ^Aon my way to nowhere, but now I m coming ^Ehom^B7e, ^A I m coming ^Ehom^Ae ^E

I ve been ^Erunning through the fire, I ve been burning for so ^B7long If I ^Etook it any higher, baby, I would be still be ^B7gone

And now I m ^Acoming home, coming home, I m coming ^Ehome^{A E} I m ^Acoming home, coming home, I m ^Amaj7coming ^Ehome^{A E}

Well, my ^Ehome was really never, on a far and distant ^B7shore If I ^Estayed away forever, I could never miss you ^B7more

And so I m ^Acoming home, coming home, I m coming ^Ehome^{A E} I m ^Acoming home, coming home, I m ^Amaj7coming ^Ehome^{A E}

I ^F#mthink of all the years gone by, ^G#never even wondered why, I ^Anever touched the ^Eground ^F#mAll the time that s come and gone, ^G#all the nights I ve spent alone, and ^Anow I m ^Bhomeward ^B7bound

I heard the ^Ethunder over Canaan, and I heard the angels ^B7cry And their ^Evoices came revealing, as you live, so will you ^B7die ^{A E}

Oh, I m ^Acoming home, coming home, I m coming ^Ehome^{A E} I m ^Acoming home, coming home, I m ^Amaj7coming ^Ehome^{A E}

I m coming ^Aho^Amaj7me ^{A A} I m coming ^Ehome^{A E} I m coming ^Aho^Amaj7me . . .