Verse

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The moon has blocked the sun. 

B5                        A5
That I havent seen for days.

B5                                   A5
It walks the street as the chimneys burn.

B5                                 A5
Ill drink some beers as I find my way


Chorus

B5
My way home 

         A5
My way home

B5
My way home 

         A5
My way home


Verse

B5                                    A5
The streets were made for horse and cart

B5                               A5
they talk to mine behind close doors.

B5                             A5
Stood in the rain to feel the part

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This maze I stand of concrete walls

My way home (x4)


B5                               A5
This black hawk cant find its place,

B5                     A5
through the night we swim.


Chorus

B5
My way home 

         A5
My way home

B5
My way home 

         A5
My way home