Standard Tuning

RIFF:
     G                  C
e | ---3--3--3--3--3------x--x--x--x--x------ | 
B | ---3--0--3--3--3------3--3--3--3--3------ | 
G | ---0--0--0--0--0------0--0--0--0--0------ | 
D | ---0--0--0--0--0------4--2--0--0--0------ | 
A | ---2--2--0--0--0------3--3--3--3--3------ | 
E | ---3--3--3--3--3------x--x--x--x--x------ | 

(Last 2 strums of each chord are lighter)


INTRO: RIFF x4


VERSE:

G                                                     C
Let me tell you all a little story of the things I've found,
G                                                         C
Hanging out and drinking with my friends in the cathedral grounds,
    G                                           C
And later dodging drunks as we dance along Jury Street,
      G                                            C
As we wander up town to the railway our friends to meet,


CHORUS:

        D
There's something about coming back to your hometown again,
    G
The place where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends,
           D
And though none of them still live here, I've got nowhere to go,
      C
I'm a Wessex Boy and when I'm here I'm home


RIFF x4


Verse:

G                                                     C
Let me tell you all a little story of the things I've lost,
G                                                C
Huddling for warmth on the top step of the Buttercross,
G                                                 C
Sitting on the benches by the bridges at the riverside,
G                                                       C
Counting down the hours for the buses cause I missed my ride


CHORUS:

        D
There's something about coming back to your hometown again,
    G
The place where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends,
           D
And though none of them still live here, I've got nowhere to go,
      C
I'm a Wessex Boy, a Wessex boy and when I'm here I'm home


BRIDGE:

B                  C               G            D
And one day I will hear this song anonymous and sweet,
B                  C                     G            D
Ringing out from a buskers guitar on the ancient city streets,
B                      C                 G         D
I'll pause a while and smile before I continue on alone,
E                                         C
And somebody else will sing the words and I'll feel like I'm home


RIFF x8 (with 'Ba Ba Ba's, increasing in volume)


CHORUS

        D
There's something about hometowns you never can escape
    G
The triumphs and the tragedies, the tawdry little fates,
    D
The welling of nostalgia and feeling kind of strange,
         C
Cause despite the little changes yeah this place still feels the same


        D
There's something about coming back to your hometown again,
    G
The place where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends,
    D
And though none of them still live here, I've got nowhere to go,
      C
I'm a Wessex Boy,
      C
I'm a Wessex boy and when I'm here I'm home


RIFF x4 (With 'Ba Ba Ba's)

D (4 bars, finishing with 7th fret harmonic)