This should be about perfect... (with the exception of the note placements)

Tyler Hilton - Rollin Home 
Intro: Em7 – D/F# - G x2 Em – D/F# - G – A – D

G               D     A               Bm7 A G
Travelling Sunday is fine west of here
G                    D     A
Most folks are stayin’ at home
G                    D            A             Bm7 A G
If you want to come on you better meet me there
G                 A          D
Cause I got some country to own

Bm7
The short stops made for runnin
A
A big glass to let the sun in
        G                                    Asus4  A
And serve you in a real time movie
Bm7
With the tracks point past the vulture
A
Straight out to counterculture
G                         Asus4  A
There's no other place to find me, then
Em7  D    G       A
On this rolling home
Em7   D     G     A
Time goes by so slow ‘n I jus’
Em7    D         G       A       D
I'd get off but it's my rolling home


G                   D              A            Bm7 A G
Well the one of you gets in trouble right there
G                D              A
Is the other in chains by your side
G                   D
But days have been lucky
         A                     Bm7 A G
There've been no cement floors
G                A                   D
But don't bet it all we've got some time

Bm7
Cause in the land of the moving suns
A
And moons that fly one by one
   G                                Asus4  A
Provided shades don't shut against them
             Bm7
Cause in the mind of the sleepy eyed
     A
And heavy armed and slumber tried
          G                  Asus4  A
There's one spot never apprehensive

 

       Em7   D    G      A
To go on this rolling home
Em7   D   G      A      
Time goes by so slow
Em7     D       G       A       D
I'd get off but it's my rolling home

Bm7          A       G    Asus4  A
Oh I………
Bm7          A       G    
Oh I………

G               D               A                  Bm7 A G
Streaked streets are all between the fields that tuck you in
G               D                  A
As you lay on a seat you claim to own
G             D             A              Bm7 A G
I'll never recall a single stranger friend
G                      A               D
But inside I've never left my rolling home

Bm7
So if your night's sleep's interrupted
A
Your sleep's dreams gets corrupted
G                         Asus4  A
By a steady rolling thunder
Bm7
Or a day's drive gets delayed
A
A route you'd never take
G                                      Asus4  A
From now on you'll never have to wonder

Em7   D    G      A
on this rolling home
Em7     D   G      A      
Time goes by so slow
Em7        D       G       A       D
I'd get off but it's my rolling home
Em7   D    G      A
On this rolling home
Em7   D    G      A
On this rolling home
Em7   D    G      A
On this rolling home
  D
I roam
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