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C Leave my suitcase by the car I'll bring it in in the mornin' G C F Stack my guitar case just inside the door Dm Pet the dog too tired to wag his tail G Check the mail and walk on down the hallway C I've got to fix these old floor boards G Am Wash up at the sink, glance in the mirror G F Em Dm Who is that man who ain't been here in three long weeks or maybe more? G All this gettin' off the road has got me ragged to the bone and coming home C There ain't no homecoming party Pop a yellow pill, the kind for sleepin' through F The sound of wakin' children when the daylight starts to show Dm And it's silent up the carpet stairs and peek into the nursery G C Where the little ones are dreamin' sweet and low Am I can hear 'em cryin', 'daddy where you been? C F C Dm And did you bring me back a present from a distant sunny shore?' G All this gettin' off the road has got me ragged to the bone and coming home C There ain't no homecoming party Am F Oh it's 10, 000 places and 20, 000 faces G C And half a million miles I'm bound to row Am F And I'm weary and wasted, and all that I can taste is Dm G G7 One lonesome tear on the tip of my tongue C F She must've left the light on I'll just slip into the bed and let it burn Dm And when our bodies touch I'l pull away and not disturb her G C Even though I long for love so much it hurts Am And maybe we won't argue in the mornin' C F C Dm7 Dm We'll be makin' love and just let that old calendar turn G G7 All this gettin' off the road has got me ragged to the bone and coming home G C Sure ain't no homecoming party G Am G Dm D G C G Am G Dm Gm G C G Am G Dm
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