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G Em7 G Em7 Now you country fools in your one-horse town, you can laugh at me G Em7 G Em7 It's plain as rain that you've never been down to the southern sea G Em7 G Em7 To see me now is like watching a fish on dry land G Em7 F/C C I only wish you could see me down in the is- lands C D G Mister, that's my home F C Am7 C/D G Em7 G Em7 What a fool I was to leave the only happiness I've known. G Em7 G Em7 You see me comin', you wink your eye and call me Captain Jim G Em7 And when I don't do nothin' but to walk on by you say, G Em7 'Baby get a load of him.' G Em7 G Em7 All I need is the sea and the sky and I know where I stand G Em7 F/C C instead of you hicks straight out of the sticks deciding I ain't a man C D G You'll never understand; F C Am7 D Up here I'm just a whiskey bum but down there I'm a king F C Am7 Dsus4 It sounds just like the angels up in heaven when they sing: D7 G Em7 G Em7 G Em7 'Welcome home, welcome home.' -- Such a sight to see F C G/B Am7 instead of some Salvation Army sister singin' C/D G Em7 G Em7 'Nearer My God to Thee.' G Em7 G Em7 Now I know that the Yankee whiskey is takin' away my mind G Em7 G Em7 and I know that run is the only drink suitable to man-kind G Em7 G Em7 And I know that this tree I'm under is shaped entirely wrong G Em7 F/C C I need to see a gentle palm tree and I won't wait too long C D G I can feel that it's comin' on strong F C Am7 D The first cold wind of winter is flappin' in my clothes F C Am7 C/D Showin' me the way with the direction that it blows. G Em G Em7 Welcome home, welcome home, let it blow. (repeat and fade)
Written by James Taylor
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