Chords for Bruce Springsteen - My Fathers House (acoustic)

[Em] I used to, I _
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had this habit for a long time.
I used to get in my car and I would drive back through my old neighborhood, the town
I grew up in.
And I would always drive past like the old houses that I used to live in.
And I'd do it sometimes late at night, when I used to be up at night. _ _ _
_ _ And I got so I would do it really regularly, two, three, four times a week for years. _
And I eventually got to wondering, what the hell am I doing?
_ _ And so I went to see this psychiatrist.
_ And this is true.
And, you know, I sat down and I said, you know, doctor, for years I've been getting
in my car and I drive back to my town and I pass my houses late at night.
And, _ you know, what am I doing?
And he says, I want you to tell me. _ _
So I go, that's what I'm paying you for. _
So he says, well, what you're doing is this is something bad happened.
And you're going back, you know, thinking that you can make it right again.
_ Something, something went wrong.
And you keep going back to see if you can fix it, somehow make it right.
And I sat there and I said, that is what I'm doing.
And he said, well, you can't.
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Well, last night I dreamed _ [A]
I [E] was a child. _
Out where the pines grow _ [B] wild and tall.
I _ [E] was trying [A] to make it [E] home through the forest. _
Before the _ [B] dark _
[E] mist falls. _ _
I heard the wind _ [A] rustling [E] through the trees.
Then ghostly voices _ rose [B] from the fields.
[Abm] I ran with [E] my heart [A] pounding down [E] that broken path. _ _
With the dead [B] below, [Abm]
[E] baring my heels.
I broke through the trees [A] and [E] there in the night. _ _
My father's house, _ shining [B] hard and bright.
_ The [E] branches and brambles [Am] tore my clothes and [E] scratched my arms.
_ I ran till I fell, _ [B] _ shaking [E] in his arms. _ _ _
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[E] _ _ _ _ I awoke and I imagined [A] the hard things that [E] pulled us apart.
_ _ Would never again, sir, tear us from each [B] other's arms. _
[E] I got dressed, [A] dead house, [E] baggy ride.
_ From out on the road, [B] I could see its windows, [E] shiny and white. _ _
I walked up the [A] steps and [E] I stood on the porch. _ _
A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me [A] through the [B] chain door.
_ I [E] told her my [A] story and who [E] I'd come for.
_ She said, I'm sorry son, no one by [B] that name lives [E] here anymore.
_ _ Now my father's house [A] shines [E] hard and bright.
_ It stands like a beacon, calling me to [B] the night. _ _
[E] Calling me home, [A] _ so [E] cold and alone.
_ Shining across this dark highway where [B] our sins lie [E] untold. _ _ _
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