Tabbed by: shemdandy

This is merely an improvement of what others have already done.

Tuning: Standard
Capo: 4th Fret

E|-----------------------------0--------------------0----------0------------|
B|-5----------3----------1------------------3-3----------1------------------|
G|---0----------0----------0-------0------------0----------0-------0--------|
D|-----7--------4--------2-------2/4----------4----------2-------2/4----|
A|-0----------0----------0-------0----------0-0----------0-------0----------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|

E|---------0----------0----------|
B|-3-3----------1----------------|
G|-----0----------0-------0------|
D|-------4----------2-------2----|
A|-0-0----------0-------0--------|
E|-------------------------------|

E|------------------------------------|
B|-------1-------1-------1------------|
G|---0-------0-------0-------0---0----|
D|-----2-------0-------0--------------| 
A|-3-------2---------------0---2------|
E|-----------------3------------------|

E|------------------------------------|
B|-------1-------1--------------------|
G|---0-------0-----------0---0--------|
D|-----2-------0-----0---------0------| 
A|-3-------2-----------0---2----------|
E|-----------------3------------------|

Bridge:

E|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------0--------------------------------0----------------|
G|---------0---------------0----------------0--------------0---------|
D|-----0-------0-------0-------0--------0-------0-------0-------0----|
A|-------3-------3-------3-------3--------5-------5-------5-------5--|
E|---1-------1-------1-------1--------3-------3-------3-------3------|

Lyrics:
Almost home 
When I missed the bottom stair 
You were braiding your gray hair 
It had grown so long 
Since I'd been gone 

And the perfect girls, 
By the pool, they would protest 
The cross around their necks, 
But our sons were overseas, 
And we all know 'bout the hive and the honey bees. 

Almost home 
With an olive branch and a dove 
You were beating on a Persian rug 
With your bible and your wedding band 
Both hidden on the TV stand 

And the cruel wind blew 
Every city father fell 
Off the county carousel 
While the dogs were eating snow 
All our sons had sunk in a trunk 
Of Noah's clothes

Almost home, 
We got lost on our new street, 
And your grieving girls all died in their sleep, 
So the dogs all went unfed, 
A great dream of bones all piled on a bed 

And the cops couldn't care, 
When that crack head built a boat 
And said, "Please, before I go, 
May our only honored bond 
Be the kinship of the kids and the riot squad.

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| /   slide up
| \   slide down
| h   hammer-on
| p   pull-off
| ~   vibrato
| +   harmonic
| x   Mute note
| b   Bend
| pb  Pre-bend
| br  Bend release
| pbr Pre-bend release
| brb Bend release bend

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