Temporary Home Carrie Underwood
Little boy, 6 years old
[G]A little too used to bein[Am]' alone.
[C]Another new mom and dad,[G]another school,
Anothe[Am]r house that'll never be home.
[Am]When people ask him [G]how he likes this [D]place...
He looks [Am]up and says, with [G]a smile upon his [D]face,
This is my temporary hom[C]e
It's not where I bel[G]ong.
Windows and r[Am]ooms that I[G]'m passin' [F]through.
This is just a s[C]top, on the way to where I'm go[G]ing.
I'm not af[Am]raid b[G]ecause [F]I know this is my[G]
[C]Temporary Home.
[C]Young mom on her own.
She [G]needs a little help, got [Am]nowhere to go.
She's l[C]ookin' for a job, lookin' for[G] a way out,
Because a [Am]half-way house will never be a home.
At [Am]night she whispers [G]to her baby g[D]irl,
"So[Am]meday we'll find our[G] place here in this world[Am]."
(fill in with what ever sounds right)
This is our temporary ho[C]me.
It's not where we be[G]long.
Windows and ro[Am]oms that w[G]e're passin' th[F]rough.
This is just a s[C]top, on the way to where we're g[G]oing.
I'm not [Am]afraid be[G]cause I [F]know this is o[G]ur
Temporary[C] Home.
[C]Old man, hospital bed,
The[G] room is filled with p[F]eople he loves.
And he whispers don't [Am]cry for me,
I'll s[G]ee you all s[F]omeday.
He looks [Am]up and says, [G]"I can see God's f[F]ace."
This is my temporary [C]Home
It's not where I b[G]elong.
Windows and r[Am]ooms that [G]I'm passin' thr[F]ough.
This was just a [C]stop,on the way to where I'm[G] going.
I'm not a[Am]fraid b[G]ecause I kn[F]ow... this was
[G]My tempo[C]rary home.
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