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(Pattern 1)
C G Am
The orange was the size of a watermelon to me,
Dm C G
Well at least that is my memory.
C G Am
Sunshine made my bare feet burn upon the road,
Dm C G Am G
Far a-way we'd roam.
C G Am
I'd be howling out a song in the back seat,
Dm C G
The boys would laugh and tease about my black feet.
C G Am
They'd tell stories that would warm my soul,
(Pattern 2)
Dm C G Am F Em
Mo-tor-bikes and chrome,
Gsus4 G
Jimmy could not wait to get home.
(Pattern 3)
C Dm F C
Homebird sing,
Dm C G
Fly me high on an angel's wing.
(Pattern 4)
C Dm F C
Homebird sing,
C G/B Am G C
Leave out nothing, tell me everything.
C G Am
Everywhere we went just looked the same to me,
Dm C G
The skies were blue and the grass was green,
C G Am
I wonder how different I might see them now,
Dm C G Am G
Yet I see them somehow.
C G Am
Through the fallen memories when that angel baby sings,
Dm C G
Oh the little magic that his solo brings,
C G Am
Making up songs and words and singing from the soul,
Dm C G Am F Em
Oh the stories told,
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None but him and Jimmy could know.
C Dm F C
Homebird sing,
Dm C G
Fly me high on an angel's wing.
C Dm F C
Homebird sing,
C G/B Am G C
Leave out nothing, tell me everything.
C Dm F C
Homebird sing,
Dm C G
Fly me high on an angel's wing.
C Dm F C
Homebird sing,
C G/B Am G C
Leave out nothing, tell me everything.
Written by Foy Vance