Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
http://travishoward.com
This is my first entry, so if anyone has tips or things that need to be corrected,
please contact me!
Intro D
D D
I'm a man, without a witness
D D
no one to hold me to my task
Bm A G
along these streets i travel lightly
D A D
no one to answer not to ask
D D
I've found no comfort in this city
D D
just a place for me to hide
Bm A G
when all the hiders and the seekers
D A D
They all lay coldly on there sides
A G D
so i will travel in the morning
G D
to where my journey first began
A G Bm G
back to the land that bore my father
D A D
the badlands just can't be my home
A G D
Here they serve a puppet king
A G D
he bows to his own thrown
A G
and if ever there was one good thing
D Bm
that kept this place alive
E G
well it's gone, it's gone
D D
my thoughts have never left you darling
D D
the morning sun on your sweet face
Bm A G
and how the darkness held my promiss
D A D
to come back home to you one day
A G D
so i will travel in the morning
G D
to where my journey first began
A G Bm G
back to the land that bore my father
D A Bm G
the badlands just can't be my home
D A D
the badlands just can't be my home
This is my first entry, so if anyone has tips or things that need to be corrected,
please contact me!
Intro D
D D
I'm a man, without a witness
D D
no one to hold me to my task
Bm A G
along these streets i travel lightly
D A D
no one to answer not to ask
D D
I've found no comfort in this city
D D
just a place for me to hide
Bm A G
when all the hiders and the seekers
D A D
They all lay coldly on there sides
A G D
so i will travel in the morning
G D
to where my journey first began
A G Bm G
back to the land that bore my father
D A D
the badlands just can't be my home
A G D
Here they serve a puppet king
A G D
he bows to his own thrown
A G
and if ever there was one good thing
D Bm
that kept this place alive
E G
well it's gone, it's gone
D D
my thoughts have never left you darling
D D
the morning sun on your sweet face
Bm A G
and how the darkness held my promiss
D A D
to come back home to you one day
A G D
so i will travel in the morning
G D
to where my journey first began
A G Bm G
back to the land that bore my father
D A Bm G
the badlands just can't be my home
D A D
the badlands just can't be my home
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