Marc Broussard - Home


Em
Rollin down the road, going no where, guitar packed in the trunk
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Somewhere round mile marker 112 papa started humming the funk
Em
I got a jones in my bones before we know we were singing this melody
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Stopped the car pulled out the guitar halfway to New Orleans


Said take me Home   G F# F E
Take me home


Could feel the sun about to rise when I realized we had nothing to fear
It's just me and my daddy and a kid named Cope making music that nobody would hear
And then the sun let up and it split the night spilling over our jubilee
Ten thousand cars by the side of the road grooving far as the eye can see


Said take me home
Take me home
Said take me home
Said take me home


Em
This grey hound is delta bound mama
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baby boy done finally found

his way home
Said take me home


Hot damn you should have felt the groove
Like I was swimming in a sea of soul
The sun was rising and the day was hot
And we was all about to lose control
My daddy turned his face up towards the sky
And I knew that there was nothing to lose
I felt the crow breathe in and I closed my eyes
And we disappeared into the groove

Said take me home
Said take me home

Straight from the water
Straight from the water children
Straight from the water

You don't know nothing about this - Take me home
Said take me home
Said take me home
Said take me home

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