Chords for johnny haughey, This House a Home
Tempo:
55.9 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
C
F#
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [B] [F#] [B]
I'm standing by the old [E] homestead, where the leaves [B] are overgrown.
[E] I'm thinking [B] of my childhood [C#] days, and this house we [F#] once called home.
[B] I can see my mother's happy [E] smile, as we [B] walked in the door.
[E] She was the heart and [B] soul of our household, [F#] in those bygone [B] days of yore.
[F#] Oh, I wish I could go back in time, and turn back [B] all the years.
[E] Relive again [B] the memories [C#] of the good times we had here.
[B] Oh, a house is just a building, [E] of mortar, [B] brick and stone.
[E] It was my father [B] and my mother's love, [F#] that made this [B] house a home.
All the nights beside the open fire, [E] tell stories [B] to everyone.
[E] While my father [B] played the fiddle, [C#] and the old [F#] melody on.
[B] My mother had a heart of gold, [E] greeting friends there [B] in the hall.
[E] Neat the flicker of [B] the old light lamp, casting shadows on the wall.
[F#] Oh, I wish I could go back in time, [E] and turn back [B] all the years.
[E] Relive again [B] the memories [C#] of the good times we had here.
[B] Oh, a house is just a building, [E] of mortar, brick [B] and stone.
It [E] was my father and [B] my mother's love, [F#] that made this house [B] a home.
[E] [B] [F#]
[B] [G] [C] The sights and sounds of yesterday, [F] I can see and [C] hear them still.
[F] The bangers in [C] the cornfield, [D] and the hum of the threshing [G] mill.
[C] As we stand beside the old homestead, [F] the rain comes [C] softly down.
[F] Like all so many [C] teardrops, [G] dripping softly down [C] the ground.
Oh, [G] I wish I could go back in time, [F] and turn back [C] all the years.
[F] Relive again [C] the memories [D] of the good times we had here.
Oh, [C] a house is just a building, [F] of mortar, brick and [C] stone.
It was [F] my father and [C] my mother's love, [G] that made this house [C] a home.
It was [F] my father and [C] my mother's love, [G] that made this house [C] a home.
[G] [C]
I'm standing by the old [E] homestead, where the leaves [B] are overgrown.
[E] I'm thinking [B] of my childhood [C#] days, and this house we [F#] once called home.
[B] I can see my mother's happy [E] smile, as we [B] walked in the door.
[E] She was the heart and [B] soul of our household, [F#] in those bygone [B] days of yore.
[F#] Oh, I wish I could go back in time, and turn back [B] all the years.
[E] Relive again [B] the memories [C#] of the good times we had here.
[B] Oh, a house is just a building, [E] of mortar, [B] brick and stone.
[E] It was my father [B] and my mother's love, [F#] that made this [B] house a home.
All the nights beside the open fire, [E] tell stories [B] to everyone.
[E] While my father [B] played the fiddle, [C#] and the old [F#] melody on.
[B] My mother had a heart of gold, [E] greeting friends there [B] in the hall.
[E] Neat the flicker of [B] the old light lamp, casting shadows on the wall.
[F#] Oh, I wish I could go back in time, [E] and turn back [B] all the years.
[E] Relive again [B] the memories [C#] of the good times we had here.
[B] Oh, a house is just a building, [E] of mortar, brick [B] and stone.
It [E] was my father and [B] my mother's love, [F#] that made this house [B] a home.
[E] [B] [F#]
[B] [G] [C] The sights and sounds of yesterday, [F] I can see and [C] hear them still.
[F] The bangers in [C] the cornfield, [D] and the hum of the threshing [G] mill.
[C] As we stand beside the old homestead, [F] the rain comes [C] softly down.
[F] Like all so many [C] teardrops, [G] dripping softly down [C] the ground.
Oh, [G] I wish I could go back in time, [F] and turn back [C] all the years.
[F] Relive again [C] the memories [D] of the good times we had here.
Oh, [C] a house is just a building, [F] of mortar, brick and [C] stone.
It was [F] my father and [C] my mother's love, [G] that made this house [C] a home.
It was [F] my father and [C] my mother's love, [G] that made this house [C] a home.
[G] [C]
Key:
B
E
C
F#
F
B
E
C
[E] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
_ I'm standing by the old [E] homestead, where the leaves [B] are overgrown.
[E] I'm thinking [B] of my childhood [C#] days, and this house we [F#] once called home.
[B] I can see my mother's happy [E] smile, as we [B] walked in the door.
[E] She was the heart and [B] soul of our household, [F#] in those bygone [B] days of yore.
_ [F#] Oh, I wish I could go back in time, and turn back [B] all the years.
[E] Relive again [B] the memories [C#] of the good times we had here.
[B] Oh, a house is just a building, [E] of mortar, [B] brick and stone.
[E] It was my father [B] and my mother's love, [F#] that made this [B] house a home.
_ All the nights beside the open fire, [E] tell stories [B] to everyone.
[E] While my father [B] played the fiddle, [C#] and the old [F#] melody on.
[B] My mother had a heart of gold, [E] greeting friends there [B] in the hall.
[E] Neat the flicker of [B] the old light lamp, casting shadows on the wall. _ _
[F#] Oh, I wish I could go back in time, [E] and turn back [B] all the years.
[E] Relive again [B] the memories [C#] of the good times we had here.
[B] Oh, a house is just a building, [E] of mortar, brick [B] and stone.
It [E] was my father and [B] my mother's love, [F#] that made this house [B] a home. _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [G] _ [C] The sights and sounds of yesterday, [F] I can see and [C] hear them still.
[F] The bangers in [C] the cornfield, [D] and the hum of the threshing [G] mill.
[C] As we stand beside the old homestead, [F] the rain comes [C] softly down.
[F] Like all so many [C] teardrops, [G] dripping softly down [C] the ground.
_ Oh, [G] I wish I could go back in time, [F] and turn back [C] all the years.
[F] Relive again [C] the memories [D] of the good times we had here.
Oh, [C] a house is just a building, [F] of mortar, brick and [C] stone.
It was [F] my father and [C] my mother's love, [G] that made this house [C] a home.
It was [F] my father and [C] my mother's love, [G] that made this house [C] a home.
_ [G] _ [C] _
_ I'm standing by the old [E] homestead, where the leaves [B] are overgrown.
[E] I'm thinking [B] of my childhood [C#] days, and this house we [F#] once called home.
[B] I can see my mother's happy [E] smile, as we [B] walked in the door.
[E] She was the heart and [B] soul of our household, [F#] in those bygone [B] days of yore.
_ [F#] Oh, I wish I could go back in time, and turn back [B] all the years.
[E] Relive again [B] the memories [C#] of the good times we had here.
[B] Oh, a house is just a building, [E] of mortar, [B] brick and stone.
[E] It was my father [B] and my mother's love, [F#] that made this [B] house a home.
_ All the nights beside the open fire, [E] tell stories [B] to everyone.
[E] While my father [B] played the fiddle, [C#] and the old [F#] melody on.
[B] My mother had a heart of gold, [E] greeting friends there [B] in the hall.
[E] Neat the flicker of [B] the old light lamp, casting shadows on the wall. _ _
[F#] Oh, I wish I could go back in time, [E] and turn back [B] all the years.
[E] Relive again [B] the memories [C#] of the good times we had here.
[B] Oh, a house is just a building, [E] of mortar, brick [B] and stone.
It [E] was my father and [B] my mother's love, [F#] that made this house [B] a home. _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _
[B] _ _ [G] _ [C] The sights and sounds of yesterday, [F] I can see and [C] hear them still.
[F] The bangers in [C] the cornfield, [D] and the hum of the threshing [G] mill.
[C] As we stand beside the old homestead, [F] the rain comes [C] softly down.
[F] Like all so many [C] teardrops, [G] dripping softly down [C] the ground.
_ Oh, [G] I wish I could go back in time, [F] and turn back [C] all the years.
[F] Relive again [C] the memories [D] of the good times we had here.
Oh, [C] a house is just a building, [F] of mortar, brick and [C] stone.
It was [F] my father and [C] my mother's love, [G] that made this house [C] a home.
It was [F] my father and [C] my mother's love, [G] that made this house [C] a home.
_ [G] _ [C] _