Tom: D
D
You were too bad for a little square town,
C G
With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground,
D
Heard you cussed out mama, pushed daddy around
C G
before you tore off in his car
D
Here you are running these dirty old streets
C G
Tattoo on your neck, fake gold on your teeth
D
Got the hood here snowed, but you cant fool me
C G
We both know who you are
D
Homeboy, youre gonna wish one day,
C G
That you were sittin on a gate of a truck by the lake
D C G
With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other
D C
Aint no shame in a blue collar forty, little house, little kid, little
G
small town story
D C G
If you dont ever do anything else for me, just do this for me brother,
D
Come on home, boy.
I was haulin this hay to Uncle Joes farm ,
Thought of us barefoot kids in the yard,
Man, it seems we were just catchin snakes in the barn
Now youre caught up in this mess
I could use a little help unloading these bales
I could keep you pretty busy with a hammer and nails
Aint a glamorous life but it will keep you outta jail,
Not worry us all to death
Homeboy, youre gonna wish one day,
That you were sittin on a gate of a truck by the lake
With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other
Aint no shame in a blue collar forty, little house, little kid, little small town story
If you dont ever do anything else for me, just do this for me brother,
D C G
come on home, boy,
D C G D
Come on home, boy
You cant hold back the hands of time,
Mamas goin grey, and so is daddys mind
D C G
I Wish youd come on back and make it all right
Before theyre called home, boy
D
Homeboy
D C G
Come on home, boy
D C G
Homeboy
D
Come on home, boy.
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