Search options (Page 7 of 24)

just wanted to say merry Christmas to all my chordie friends and a happy new year  has to be better than the last one ,

maybe 

was digging through my note book and found a song i had set aside awhile back, and i realized it kind of went along with a painting i have of grand dads old  dog run house as they were called. any way another work in progress
https://soundcloud.com/mojo01/the-painting 

capo third fret
chorus
Am                     C                      G                Am
there's an old painting that hangs on my wall
F                               C                       G                Am
of my grand dads house and the trees in the fall   
i see that old painting and I riminess   
reminds me of places and people i miss

now the wind and the rain come blowing through
the cracks in the chimney where the coffee once brewed
two lonely chimneys and the house is all gone
broken down well shed where the water was drawn
weeds in the yard and the fence is all down
nothing much left of what stood on this ground

chorus

i can see granddad in the old porch swing
aunts and uncle an cousins in the evening
hay bails piled high by the fence in the meadow
fire wood is split for the cold a the first snow
just that old house those days are gone
that painting reminds me how time moves along

chorus

just saw where Jerry Jeff Walker passed away, RIP Mr. Bojangles 

guitar is a little weak on this one got a sore finger getting in the way. wrote this, this morning . i think the chorus needs some work open to opinions thanks
https://soundcloud.com/mojo01/coming-back-home 

capo first fret

D                                                      G                                           D
you try nd go home but there's nothing but a whispering wind
D                                                                    G                                                    A
but you thought you hear voices so you turned round and went back again
G                                                  A
but there's nothing there but a weed covered lot
          D                                            G           
old shed in the back where you used to smoke pot
D                                                G                                                       D
this coming back home aint nothing like you thought it would be
G                                                  A                                                 D
no coming back home aint nothing like you thought it would be

well your folks are all gone and your friends have moved away
but you had to come back because this place calls to you every day
but theirs no one there that you used used to know
just a rusty old car with nothing to show
this coming back home aint nothing like you thought it would be
no coming back home aint nothing like you thought it would be

sometimes you wonder why the hell did it take you so long
but the reason escapes you like the words to a long lost song
so you wander the streets of your old neighbor hood
you'd love to go back if only you could 
this coming back home aint nothing like you thought it would be
no coming back home aint nothing like you thought it would be

you found out the hard way that nothing ever stays the same
so you look around for somewhere or some one to place the blame
but theirs no one there its only you
just a face in the mirror so it has to be true
this coming back home aint nothing like you thought it would be
no coming back home aint nothing like you thought it would be