Misc Originals – Bobby Clay - What Takes You Home (Guitar)

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Is it the sound of a leather

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heel clicking on the wood,

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Or is it a lost pipe dream

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that never quite could?

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 the slow roll of water

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At the old river mill,

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or never being dealt

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a straight and fair deal?

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is it the hot brass flying

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On That Unaka Range

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or that new found sobriety

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That always felt strange,

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What makes you whole,

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what takes you home,

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Is it every single memory

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From a dying dead end road

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I wish you were here

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instead of fighting all alone

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So What makes you whole

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what takes you home

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Is it the crooked little grin

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of your newborn baby son

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Or crushing all those pills

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til you’re life is done.

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Could it be papaw

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Fishing on a spin beetle,

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or a flame on a spoon

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In to your arm with a needle

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A stringer of rainbow trout

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To cast out every doubt,

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Your life wasn’t just a fight

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but a 10 round title bout

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What makes you whole,

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what takes you home,

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Is it every single memory

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From a dying dead end road

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I wish you were here

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instead of fighting all alone

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So What makes you whole

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what takes you home

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Did you want to see them fly

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You were one of the best

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the state took your birds away

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Ripped them from your nest.

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Was  it clothes that you stole

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from the discount rack,

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or burning up your veins

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With three miles of tracks

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And the Cold steel fell

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Just heavy as a stone,

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Straight from your right hand,

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But you didn’t die alone

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You see you went away

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And left us all to soon

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Nothing left but folded flag

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And a 21 gun salute

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What makes you whole,

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what takes you home,

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Is it every single memory

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From a dying dead end road

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I wish you were still here

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instead of fighting all alone

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So tell me What makes you whole

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and what takes you home