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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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Intro D

        D            D
I'm a man, without a witness
          D            D
no one 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
I've found no comfort in this city
       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              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
my thoughts have never left you darling
            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