Tabbed By: rhoadsie
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The Home by Portugal. The Man.
Lyrics by John Baldwin Gourley.
Key:
4x 4x 4x 2x- 2x
Do you ever listen to the sounds that your hands make?
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Did you know that we could make sounds?
I don't know what the palace knows, but I don't run with sheep,
The shepherd can't heard me
My feet ever slow with the age that takes me, I'll slip out to the mountains
Where nobody knows me
(I'm not sure if there are any chord changes here, if there are, the chords are
probably the same as the rest of the song.)
(Let it ring)
I will make my home here
I will make my home here
I will make my home here
Grow a field of plenty to hold me tight and keep us warm
from the cold that burns me
My feet ever slow with the age that takes me, I'll slip out to the mountains
Where nobody knows me, and
(let it ring)
I will make my home here
I will make my home here
I will make my home here
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Do you ever listen to the sounds that your hands make?
-
Did you know that we could make sounds?
I don't know what the palace knows, but I don't run with sheep,
The shepherd can't heard me
My feet ever slow with the age that takes me, I'll slip out to the mountains
Where nobody knows me
I will make my home here
I will make my home here
I will make my home here
(I will make my home here)
(Repeat ONCE)
[Cool Riff]
(fingerpick this part somehow, it sounds good just plucking the notes of
the powerchord for each chord, then gradually building up.)
I know that I was fine before (fine before, fine before)
I know that I was fine before (fine before, fine before)
I know that I was fine before (fine before, fine before)
I know that I was fine before (fine before, fine before)