Chords for Gil Scott-Heron - On Coming From A Broken Home (Part 1)
Tempo:
160.05 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
C#
D
B
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
[F#m] I want to make this a special tribute [D] to a family that contradicts concepts, [F#] [F#m] heard the
rules but wouldn't [D] accept, and [B] women folk raised me and I was full grown before I knew
I came from a broken home.
Sent to live with my grandma down [F#m] south [Bm] where my uncle was [C#] leaving and my [F#m] grandfather had
just left for heaven, they said.
[D] And as every ologist would certainly [F#m] note, [C#m] I had no [F#] strong [D] male figure, right?
[B] But Lily Scott was absolutely not your mail order room service typecast black grandmother.
I was moved in with her [Bm] temporarily just until [C#] things were [F#m] patched, until this was patched,
until that was patched, until I became at three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,
and ten, the [D] patch [B] that held Lily Scott, who held me.
And like them four, I became one more.
And I loved her from the absolute marrow of my [F#m] bones.
[Bm] And we was holding on.
[C#]
[F#m] I come from a broken home.
She had more than the five senses.
She knew more than books could teach and raised everyone she touched just a [C#] little bit higher.
[B] And all around her, there was a natural sense, as though she sensed what the stars say, what
the birds say, what the wind and the clouds [Bm] say, a sense of soul [C#] and self, [F#m] that African sense.
And she raised me like she raised four of her own.
And I was hurt and scared and shocked when Lily Scott left suddenly one night.
[E] And they sent a [B] limousine from heaven to take her to God, if there is one.
So I knew she had gone.
[Bm] And I came from a broken [C#] home.
[F#m]
[D]
[F#]
[D] [C#]
[B]
[F#m] I want to make this a special tribute [D] to a family that contradicts concepts, [F#] [F#m] heard the
rules but wouldn't [D] accept, and [B] women folk raised me and I was full grown before I knew
I came from a broken home.
Sent to live with my grandma down [F#m] south [Bm] where my uncle was [C#] leaving and my [F#m] grandfather had
just left for heaven, they said.
[D] And as every ologist would certainly [F#m] note, [C#m] I had no [F#] strong [D] male figure, right?
[B] But Lily Scott was absolutely not your mail order room service typecast black grandmother.
I was moved in with her [Bm] temporarily just until [C#] things were [F#m] patched, until this was patched,
until that was patched, until I became at three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,
and ten, the [D] patch [B] that held Lily Scott, who held me.
And like them four, I became one more.
And I loved her from the absolute marrow of my [F#m] bones.
[Bm] And we was holding on.
[C#]
[F#m] I come from a broken home.
She had more than the five senses.
She knew more than books could teach and raised everyone she touched just a [C#] little bit higher.
[B] And all around her, there was a natural sense, as though she sensed what the stars say, what
the birds say, what the wind and the clouds [Bm] say, a sense of soul [C#] and self, [F#m] that African sense.
And she raised me like she raised four of her own.
And I was hurt and scared and shocked when Lily Scott left suddenly one night.
[E] And they sent a [B] limousine from heaven to take her to God, if there is one.
So I knew she had gone.
[Bm] And I came from a broken [C#] home.
[F#m]
[D]
[F#]
[D] [C#]
[B]
Key:
F#m
C#
D
B
Bm
F#m
C#
D
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] I want to make this a special tribute _ [D] to a family that contradicts concepts, [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ heard the
rules but wouldn't [D] accept, _ _ and [B] women folk raised me and I was full grown _ _ before I knew
_ I came from a broken home.
_ _ _ Sent to live with my grandma down [F#m] south [Bm] _ _ where my uncle was [C#] leaving and my [F#m] grandfather had
just left for heaven, they said.
_ [D] And as every ologist would certainly [F#m] note, _ _ [C#m] I had no [F#] strong [D] male figure, right?
_ _ [B] But Lily Scott was absolutely not your mail order room service typecast black grandmother. _
_ _ _ I was moved in with her _ [Bm] temporarily _ just until [C#] things were _ [F#m] _ patched, until this was patched,
until that was patched, until I became at three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,
and ten, the [D] patch _ [B] that held Lily Scott, _ who held me. _
And like them four, I became one more. _ _
And I loved her from the absolute marrow of my [F#m] bones.
[Bm] And we was holding on.
_ [C#] _
[F#m] I come from a broken home. _ _ _
_ _ She had more than the five senses.
She knew more than books could teach and raised everyone she touched just a [C#] little bit higher. _
[B] And all around her, there was a natural sense, _ _ as though she sensed what the stars say, what
the birds say, what the wind and the clouds [Bm] say, _ a sense of soul [C#] and self, [F#m] that African sense. _ _
And she raised me like she raised four of her own.
_ _ And I was hurt and scared and shocked when Lily Scott left suddenly one night.
[E] _ And they sent a [B] limousine from heaven to take her to God, if there is one.
_ _ So I knew she had gone. _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ And I came from a broken [C#] home.
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] I want to make this a special tribute _ [D] to a family that contradicts concepts, [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ heard the
rules but wouldn't [D] accept, _ _ and [B] women folk raised me and I was full grown _ _ before I knew
_ I came from a broken home.
_ _ _ Sent to live with my grandma down [F#m] south [Bm] _ _ where my uncle was [C#] leaving and my [F#m] grandfather had
just left for heaven, they said.
_ [D] And as every ologist would certainly [F#m] note, _ _ [C#m] I had no [F#] strong [D] male figure, right?
_ _ [B] But Lily Scott was absolutely not your mail order room service typecast black grandmother. _
_ _ _ I was moved in with her _ [Bm] temporarily _ just until [C#] things were _ [F#m] _ patched, until this was patched,
until that was patched, until I became at three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,
and ten, the [D] patch _ [B] that held Lily Scott, _ who held me. _
And like them four, I became one more. _ _
And I loved her from the absolute marrow of my [F#m] bones.
[Bm] And we was holding on.
_ [C#] _
[F#m] I come from a broken home. _ _ _
_ _ She had more than the five senses.
She knew more than books could teach and raised everyone she touched just a [C#] little bit higher. _
[B] And all around her, there was a natural sense, _ _ as though she sensed what the stars say, what
the birds say, what the wind and the clouds [Bm] say, _ a sense of soul [C#] and self, [F#m] that African sense. _ _
And she raised me like she raised four of her own.
_ _ And I was hurt and scared and shocked when Lily Scott left suddenly one night.
[E] _ And they sent a [B] limousine from heaven to take her to God, if there is one.
_ _ So I knew she had gone. _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ And I came from a broken [C#] home.
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _