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Home - Dierks Bentley

C          F           C       F       C          G
West, on a plane bound west, I see her stretching out below
C             F        C        F          G     C
Land, blessed mother land, the place where I was born
C           F              C         F        C         G
Scars, yeah she's got her scars, sometimes it starts to worry me
C                    F     C    F        G      C
'Cause lose, I don't wanna lose sight of who we are


CHORUS:
         F         C            F            C                    
From the mountains high, to the wave-crashed coast
          F      C                  G    
There's a way to find better days I know
            F         C           F       G     
It's been a long hard ride, got a ways to go
            F     C   Am            F   G    C
But this is still the place that we all call home

C              F         C               F         C              G
Free, nothing feels like free, though it sometimes means we don't get along
C              F       C         F           G         C
Same, no we're not the same, but that's what makes us strong


(Chorus)


C              F      C         F          C       G
Brave, got it call it brave to chase that dream across the sea
C            F         C         F          G       C
Names, they sign their names for something they believe
C            F         C          F        C       G
Red, how the blood ran red and we laid our dead in sacred ground
     C              F          C        F          G      C
Just think, wonder what they'd think if they could see us now

            F         C           F       G     
It's been a long hard ride, got a ways to go
            F     C   Am            F   G    C
But this is still the place that we all call home

            F         C           F       G     
It's been a long hard ride, got a ways to go
            F     C   Am            F   G    C
But this is still the place that we all call home

            
            
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