Chords for Atmosphere - Always Coming Back Home to You *HQ* lyrics on screen
Tempo:
179.9 bpm
Chords used:
B
A
C#m
E
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
He held the register open [B] while he counted her [A] change.
I [B] was next in [C#m] line, which meant I was invisible.
From where I [B] stood I could see that the till [A] was full.
He didn't look [C#m] the type to play superhero, so I stepped forward [B] and paid for my [A] cigarettes.
Crept out the [C#m] store's front door to chase a little breath.
[B] Angles in my head, shake the [A] song off, [E] another manic [C#m] Monday night, it's gonna be a long walk.
My car pulled [B] up, a fixed up [A] cupless.
A [B] woman and a [C#m] child climbed out and left it running.
They went inside a big [B] deli, placed an [A] order with the extra dollar.
[C#m] Fifty bottled water, cause the water's picky.
When they came [B] out, mommy gave me a glance [A] that said man can love an [C#m] angel, but he's
gotta take the chance.
Already knew the deal, [B] I lit one up and [A] watched.
So they got [B] back in their [C#m] Oldsmobile, belted up and took off.
A [B] glove on the corner by the [A] Walgreens, looking at me like [C#m] I'm just another square saltine.
As I get [B] closer I notice they showing each [A] other sketches [B] out of their [C#m] notebooks, reminding
me of my old woods.
I walked [B] past with a nod and a [A] reminisce.
Where to [B] God, hip hop [C#m] and comic books was my genesis.
Respect the [B] life and the fashions of the [A] children, it's the [B] only culture [C#m] I've got, exactly what
we've been building.
All of a sudden [B] I'm in front of some man.
[A] No he's a youngin, but [C#m] he's got a gun in his hand.
He looks fifteen, he [B] looks frantic, no he looks [A] afraid.
[E] Immediately [C#m] apprehensive till I heard him say,
Do you want this?
[B] It's not mine, I [A] promise.
I [B] found it on my [C#m] block in between a couple garages.
Didn't want to leave [B] it for a child to stumble [A] over.
I don't even know [C#] how to hold it.
It was a .38,
[B] the poor man's machete.
[A] Held [B] it in my [C#m] hand thinking, damn man it's heavier than expected.
[B] Wedged it behind my belt [A] buckle, knowing that it's evil.
[C#m] Even thought that I could smell trouble.
The extra strokes [B] felt weak, but over there [A] on the corner [B] saw what I needed [C#m] and proceeded
to cross the street.
Put the heat in [B] a mailbox, to lose [A] it figured that the post office [C#m] knows what's best to
do with it.
Mosey down the [B] road, thinking 12-foot [A]-old.
I used [B] to roam this [C#m] zone through two feet of snow.
Right here, this [B] used to be a record shop.
[A] I've gotten love, [B] I've gotten drunk, [C#m] I've gotten beat up in that parking lot.
I've had my Lake [B] Street pride for three [A] decades.
These [B] alleyways and these [C#m] streetlights have seen my best days.
Before I was a [B] germ learning how to [A] misbehave all the way [B] to the grave.
[C#m] Southside is my resting place.
Took a ride [B] on Lindale, I'm getting near, [A] but then the road became [C#m] empty and the people disappeared.
The clouds ran [B] away, opened up the [A] sky and one by [E] one I [C#m] watched every constellation die
and there I was [B] frozen, standing in my [A] backyard, face [B] to face, eye [C#m] to eye, staring at the last
star I should have [B] known.
Walked all the way home [A] to find that you [B] wasn't here.
[C#m] I was still all alone.
No matter where I am, [B] no matter what I [A] do, I'm [C#m] always coming back home to you.
They can leave me for dead, [B] they can take away my [A] true.
[B] I'm [C#m] always coming back home to you.
Through the lies and the [B] sins that ride the wind that [A] blew, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
As sure as the [B] life in the garden that you [A] grew, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
No matter where I am, [B] no matter what I [A] do, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
If only I had known [B] what you already [A] knew, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
From the heaven I've had [B] to the hell I've been [A] through, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
[B]
[A] [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
[B] [A] [B] [C#m]
[B]
[A] [B] [C#m]
I [B] was next in [C#m] line, which meant I was invisible.
From where I [B] stood I could see that the till [A] was full.
He didn't look [C#m] the type to play superhero, so I stepped forward [B] and paid for my [A] cigarettes.
Crept out the [C#m] store's front door to chase a little breath.
[B] Angles in my head, shake the [A] song off, [E] another manic [C#m] Monday night, it's gonna be a long walk.
My car pulled [B] up, a fixed up [A] cupless.
A [B] woman and a [C#m] child climbed out and left it running.
They went inside a big [B] deli, placed an [A] order with the extra dollar.
[C#m] Fifty bottled water, cause the water's picky.
When they came [B] out, mommy gave me a glance [A] that said man can love an [C#m] angel, but he's
gotta take the chance.
Already knew the deal, [B] I lit one up and [A] watched.
So they got [B] back in their [C#m] Oldsmobile, belted up and took off.
A [B] glove on the corner by the [A] Walgreens, looking at me like [C#m] I'm just another square saltine.
As I get [B] closer I notice they showing each [A] other sketches [B] out of their [C#m] notebooks, reminding
me of my old woods.
I walked [B] past with a nod and a [A] reminisce.
Where to [B] God, hip hop [C#m] and comic books was my genesis.
Respect the [B] life and the fashions of the [A] children, it's the [B] only culture [C#m] I've got, exactly what
we've been building.
All of a sudden [B] I'm in front of some man.
[A] No he's a youngin, but [C#m] he's got a gun in his hand.
He looks fifteen, he [B] looks frantic, no he looks [A] afraid.
[E] Immediately [C#m] apprehensive till I heard him say,
Do you want this?
[B] It's not mine, I [A] promise.
I [B] found it on my [C#m] block in between a couple garages.
Didn't want to leave [B] it for a child to stumble [A] over.
I don't even know [C#] how to hold it.
It was a .38,
[B] the poor man's machete.
[A] Held [B] it in my [C#m] hand thinking, damn man it's heavier than expected.
[B] Wedged it behind my belt [A] buckle, knowing that it's evil.
[C#m] Even thought that I could smell trouble.
The extra strokes [B] felt weak, but over there [A] on the corner [B] saw what I needed [C#m] and proceeded
to cross the street.
Put the heat in [B] a mailbox, to lose [A] it figured that the post office [C#m] knows what's best to
do with it.
Mosey down the [B] road, thinking 12-foot [A]-old.
I used [B] to roam this [C#m] zone through two feet of snow.
Right here, this [B] used to be a record shop.
[A] I've gotten love, [B] I've gotten drunk, [C#m] I've gotten beat up in that parking lot.
I've had my Lake [B] Street pride for three [A] decades.
These [B] alleyways and these [C#m] streetlights have seen my best days.
Before I was a [B] germ learning how to [A] misbehave all the way [B] to the grave.
[C#m] Southside is my resting place.
Took a ride [B] on Lindale, I'm getting near, [A] but then the road became [C#m] empty and the people disappeared.
The clouds ran [B] away, opened up the [A] sky and one by [E] one I [C#m] watched every constellation die
and there I was [B] frozen, standing in my [A] backyard, face [B] to face, eye [C#m] to eye, staring at the last
star I should have [B] known.
Walked all the way home [A] to find that you [B] wasn't here.
[C#m] I was still all alone.
No matter where I am, [B] no matter what I [A] do, I'm [C#m] always coming back home to you.
They can leave me for dead, [B] they can take away my [A] true.
[B] I'm [C#m] always coming back home to you.
Through the lies and the [B] sins that ride the wind that [A] blew, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
As sure as the [B] life in the garden that you [A] grew, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
No matter where I am, [B] no matter what I [A] do, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
If only I had known [B] what you already [A] knew, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
From the heaven I've had [B] to the hell I've been [A] through, [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
[B]
[A] [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
[B] [A] [B] [C#m]
[B]
[A] [B] [C#m]
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_ _ _ _ _ _ He held the register open [B] while he counted her [A] change.
I [B] was next in [C#m] line, which meant I was invisible.
From where I [B] stood I could see that the till [A] was full.
He didn't look [C#m] the type to play superhero, so I stepped forward [B] and paid for my [A] cigarettes.
Crept out the [C#m] store's front door to chase a little breath.
_ [B] Angles in my head, shake the [A] song off, [E] another manic [C#m] Monday night, it's gonna be a long walk.
My car pulled [B] up, a fixed up [A] cupless.
A [B] woman and a [C#m] child climbed out and left it running.
They went inside a big [B] deli, placed an [A] order with the extra dollar.
[C#m] Fifty bottled water, cause the water's picky.
When they came [B] out, mommy gave me a glance [A] that said man can love an [C#m] angel, but he's
gotta take the chance.
Already knew the deal, [B] I lit one up and [A] watched.
So they got [B] back in their [C#m] Oldsmobile, belted up and took off.
A [B] glove on the corner by the [A] Walgreens, looking at me like [C#m] I'm just another square _ saltine.
As I get [B] closer I notice they showing each [A] other sketches [B] out of their [C#m] notebooks, reminding
me of my old woods.
I walked [B] past with a nod and a [A] reminisce.
Where to [B] God, hip hop [C#m] and comic books was my genesis.
Respect the [B] life and the fashions of the [A] children, it's the [B] only culture [C#m] I've got, exactly what
we've been building.
All of a sudden [B] I'm in front of some man.
[A] No he's a youngin, but [C#m] he's got a gun in his hand.
He looks fifteen, he [B] looks frantic, no he looks [A] afraid.
[E] Immediately [C#m] apprehensive till I heard him say,
Do you want this?
[B] It's not mine, I [A] promise.
I [B] found it on my [C#m] block in between a couple garages.
Didn't want to leave [B] it for a child to stumble [A] over.
I don't even know [C#] how to hold it. _
It was a .38,
[B] the poor man's machete.
[A] Held [B] it in my [C#m] hand thinking, damn man it's heavier than expected.
[B] Wedged it behind my belt [A] buckle, knowing that it's evil.
[C#m] Even thought that I could smell trouble.
The extra strokes [B] felt weak, but over there [A] on the corner [B] saw what I needed [C#m] and proceeded
to cross the street.
Put the heat in [B] a mailbox, to lose [A] it figured that the post office [C#m] knows what's best to
do with it.
Mosey down the [B] road, thinking 12-foot [A]-old.
I used [B] to roam this [C#m] zone through two feet of snow.
Right here, this [B] used to be a record shop.
[A] I've gotten love, [B] I've gotten drunk, [C#m] I've gotten beat up in that parking lot.
I've had my Lake [B] Street pride for three [A] decades.
These [B] alleyways and these [C#m] streetlights have seen my best days.
Before I was a [B] germ learning how to [A] misbehave all the way [B] to the grave.
[C#m] _ Southside is my resting place.
Took a ride [B] on Lindale, I'm getting near, [A] but then the road became [C#m] empty and the people disappeared.
The clouds ran [B] away, opened up the [A] sky and one by [E] one I [C#m] watched every constellation die
and there I was [B] frozen, standing in my [A] backyard, face [B] to face, eye [C#m] to eye, staring at the last
star I should have [B] known.
Walked all the way home [A] to find that you [B] wasn't here.
[C#m] I was still all alone.
No matter where I am, [B] no matter what I [A] do, _ I'm [C#m] always coming back home to you.
They can leave me for dead, [B] they can take away my [A] true.
_ [B] I'm [C#m] always coming back home to you.
Through the lies and the [B] sins that ride the wind that [A] blew, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
As sure as the [B] life in the garden that you [A] grew, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
No matter where I am, [B] no matter what I [A] do, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
If only I had known [B] what you already [A] knew, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
From the heaven I've had [B] to the hell I've been [A] through, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ [B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ He held the register open [B] while he counted her [A] change.
I [B] was next in [C#m] line, which meant I was invisible.
From where I [B] stood I could see that the till [A] was full.
He didn't look [C#m] the type to play superhero, so I stepped forward [B] and paid for my [A] cigarettes.
Crept out the [C#m] store's front door to chase a little breath.
_ [B] Angles in my head, shake the [A] song off, [E] another manic [C#m] Monday night, it's gonna be a long walk.
My car pulled [B] up, a fixed up [A] cupless.
A [B] woman and a [C#m] child climbed out and left it running.
They went inside a big [B] deli, placed an [A] order with the extra dollar.
[C#m] Fifty bottled water, cause the water's picky.
When they came [B] out, mommy gave me a glance [A] that said man can love an [C#m] angel, but he's
gotta take the chance.
Already knew the deal, [B] I lit one up and [A] watched.
So they got [B] back in their [C#m] Oldsmobile, belted up and took off.
A [B] glove on the corner by the [A] Walgreens, looking at me like [C#m] I'm just another square _ saltine.
As I get [B] closer I notice they showing each [A] other sketches [B] out of their [C#m] notebooks, reminding
me of my old woods.
I walked [B] past with a nod and a [A] reminisce.
Where to [B] God, hip hop [C#m] and comic books was my genesis.
Respect the [B] life and the fashions of the [A] children, it's the [B] only culture [C#m] I've got, exactly what
we've been building.
All of a sudden [B] I'm in front of some man.
[A] No he's a youngin, but [C#m] he's got a gun in his hand.
He looks fifteen, he [B] looks frantic, no he looks [A] afraid.
[E] Immediately [C#m] apprehensive till I heard him say,
Do you want this?
[B] It's not mine, I [A] promise.
I [B] found it on my [C#m] block in between a couple garages.
Didn't want to leave [B] it for a child to stumble [A] over.
I don't even know [C#] how to hold it. _
It was a .38,
[B] the poor man's machete.
[A] Held [B] it in my [C#m] hand thinking, damn man it's heavier than expected.
[B] Wedged it behind my belt [A] buckle, knowing that it's evil.
[C#m] Even thought that I could smell trouble.
The extra strokes [B] felt weak, but over there [A] on the corner [B] saw what I needed [C#m] and proceeded
to cross the street.
Put the heat in [B] a mailbox, to lose [A] it figured that the post office [C#m] knows what's best to
do with it.
Mosey down the [B] road, thinking 12-foot [A]-old.
I used [B] to roam this [C#m] zone through two feet of snow.
Right here, this [B] used to be a record shop.
[A] I've gotten love, [B] I've gotten drunk, [C#m] I've gotten beat up in that parking lot.
I've had my Lake [B] Street pride for three [A] decades.
These [B] alleyways and these [C#m] streetlights have seen my best days.
Before I was a [B] germ learning how to [A] misbehave all the way [B] to the grave.
[C#m] _ Southside is my resting place.
Took a ride [B] on Lindale, I'm getting near, [A] but then the road became [C#m] empty and the people disappeared.
The clouds ran [B] away, opened up the [A] sky and one by [E] one I [C#m] watched every constellation die
and there I was [B] frozen, standing in my [A] backyard, face [B] to face, eye [C#m] to eye, staring at the last
star I should have [B] known.
Walked all the way home [A] to find that you [B] wasn't here.
[C#m] I was still all alone.
No matter where I am, [B] no matter what I [A] do, _ I'm [C#m] always coming back home to you.
They can leave me for dead, [B] they can take away my [A] true.
_ [B] I'm [C#m] always coming back home to you.
Through the lies and the [B] sins that ride the wind that [A] blew, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
As sure as the [B] life in the garden that you [A] grew, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
No matter where I am, [B] no matter what I [A] do, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
If only I had known [B] what you already [A] knew, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
From the heaven I've had [B] to the hell I've been [A] through, _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
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[A] _ _ [B] I'm always [C#m] coming back home to you.
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