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Butch Walker
Going Back Going Home
Sycamore Meadows
2009
Submitted by: paramore_fans@yahoo.com

Key: D

Tuning: Standard EADGBe

Chords used:
D -    xx0232
A -    x02220
Bm -   244322
G -    320033
D7 -   xx0212
E/G# - 476xxx
D/F# - 2x023x
E -    022100


Intro: D--G-D/F#-Em-A-- x2


Verse 1:
        D            G    D/F#  Em  A
I'm not happy with myself these days
           D                  G
I took the best parts of the script 
D/F#  Em               A
and I made them all cliches
         D
And this red bandanas 
G      D/F#  Em  A
surely gonna fade
     D               G
Even though it's the only 
D/F#      Em          A
thing the fire didn't take


Chorus 1:
G         A
Everybody says you'll grown a 
D             Bm
lot from this experience
G              A          D
  Baby B comes in after a while
          D7
becomes a president
G                        A
  The best things get disguised
              Bm  A E/G#
sometimes but all I know is
  G
I finally know the difference 
  A
between going back and going home


Post Chorus: D--G-D/F#-Em-A-- x2


Verse 2:
          D          G          D/F#  Em A
There's a lady on my block that has a kid
       D            G
As he swims in the above ground
D/F# Em               A
pool she seals up the lid
       D
And he thinks it's kinda 
G      D/F#     Em   A
normal that she hides
        D                G
All the cuts and all the bruises
D/F#              Em               A
    She says it's warpaint for the eyes


Chorus 2:
    G                 A
She tells her son she did the best 
    D                   Bm
she could as she buries Dad
G                   A         D
  Maybe he'll grow up to be a man 
            D7
or like his father did
G                 A
As they leave the driveway 
        Bm A      E/G#
for the northern snow
     G
They finally know the difference 
  A
between going back and going home


Post Chorus: D--G-D/F#-Em-A-- x2


Bridge: Rap part
D
Cut to a life
Being born in '69
G
Little class suburb
A
Everythings fine
D
Fondue parties
My mom and my dad
G
Drinks being drunk
    A
And fights being had
  D
I lost my virginity to a girl in my band
        G                    A
She was four years older she made me a man
   D
So addicted to sex
Every chance that I got
        G
With whoever I wanted
  A
Until I got caught
     D
So I took my penicillin and I took my band
     G                              A
To a town made of glitter girls and cocaine friends
    D
Got handed the dream by the age of eighteen
    G                            A
Saw more than most people that I know had ever seen
       D
Played every bar drank till black and blue
        G
Did the morning show bullshit
    A
And went to China too
           D
Where they left us to die without a ticket to flee
   G                         A
In sighting the riot we were only 23
          D
Packed it up started over just as fast as we can
        G                          A
Selling tapes making merch in the back of a van
       D
Living hand-to-mouth for the next five years
     G  (hold)
Took up drinking wine, gave up drinking beer
        D
Signed another big deal with a devil in a dress
  E                          A
A one hit wonder I think, describes it best
  D
Decided to burn out, then to fade away
     E                   A
Went back to the van the very next day
          D
Picked it up made a living without any help
      E                   A
Made amazing friends if I saw so myself
   D
If living like this at thirty-eight is a bore
          E(hold)
Then come on God please give me thirty-eight more


Chorus 3:
    G         A           D
And everybody know's I've seen a lot
           Bm
Yea, I'm experienced
G                   A           D
  Makes you feel so old after a while
              D7
Just like our last president
G             A                 Bm   A E/G#
  Everytime I come back in this town I know
          G                      A(Hold)
I finally know the difference between 
going back and going home
Yea back and going home I do

            
            
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