| Esus | A/C# |
e------ e-----| b------ b--2--| g--2--- g--2--| D--2--- D--2--| A--2--- A--4--| E--0--- E-----|
| *In the verses whenever shawn plays an E chord hammer your little finger on to the D |
| at second fret..... like this..... |
e-------0-----0----0--| b------0------0----0--| g-----1-------1H-3-1--| D----2--------2----2--| A---2---------2----2--| E--0----------0----0--|
| pretty easy song to play... |
| A E, Esus, E |
| The funniest girl I ever knew |
| A | D | |
| had hair as orange as Hal | loween |
| A | E | |
| The bluest eyes that saw right th | rough |
| D | |
| all the b.s. in e | verything |
| A E, Esus, E |
| She was an artist from the start |
| A | D | |
| and she always sang from the bo | ttom of her heart |
| A | E | |
| And through her r | oad was so lo | ng |
| A/C# | Esus | D | |
| she fi | nally made her | way back h | ome |
| A/C# | Esus | D | |
| yeah she fi | nally made her w | ay back h | ome |
| The loneliest kid I ever saw |
| owned and old man's callused hands |
| sitting barefoot in front of an dime store |
| in a place some called the promised land |
| he had hollow sunken eyes |
| but he was smiling big like he'd won some kinda prize |
| he was ragged, he was rolling like a stone |
| in the dirty city streets that he called home |
| yeah the dirty city streets that he called home |
| Hobos, tramps and troubadours |
| don't ride in boxcars like they did before |
| seems like most of heroes just ain't around no more |
| I know I'm lucky to sing my songs |
| and if you want to you can sing along |
| We've been on this road so long |
| Won't you help me find my way back home? |
| Help me find my way back home |
| End on an A chord. |
| thats all there is to it, enjoy!! |