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This is my first entry, so if anyone has tips or things that need to be corrected, 
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        D       D       D
I'm a man, without a witness,
        D       D       D
no one to hold to hold me to my task,
        Bm      A       G
along these streets i travel lightly,
        D       A       D
no one to answer not to ask,


        D       D       D
I've found no comfort in this city
        D       D       D
just a place for me to hide,
        Bm      A       G
when all the hiders and the seekers,
        D       A       D
They all lay coldly on there sides,

        A       G       D
so i will travel in the morning,
        G               D
to where my journey first began,
        A       G       Bm      G
back to the land that bore my father,
        D       A       D
the badlands just can't be my home,

        A       G       D
Here they serve a puppet king,
        A       G       D
he bows to his own thrown,
        A       D       G
and if ever there was one good thing,
        D       Bm
that kept this place alive,
        E       G
well it's gone, it's gone,


        D       D       D
my thoughts have never left you darling,
        D       D       D
the morning sun on your sweet face,
        Bm      A       G
and how the darkness held my promiss,
        D       A       D
to come back home to you one day,


        A       G       D
so i will travel in the morning,
        G               D
to where my journey first began,
        A       G       Bm      G
back to the land that bore my father,
        D       A       Bm      G
the badlands just can't be my home,
        D       A       D
the badlands just can't be my home.