Misc Traditional – Theres A Part Of My Heart In Wonthaggi (Guitar)

C                  F
I've been a rover, I've travelled over

G                              C
This grand old country far and wide.

F                                Am
Yet as I've wandered, I've often yearned and dreamed,

Dm                                 G
Of a spot that fills my heart with pride.

F                                G
And I've made my mind up as from today,

Am                            G
To the spot I'm going back to stay.

G
For...

G       C
There's a part of my heart in Wonthaggi

        Dm          G           C
And it's calling me, calling me home.

          F                        C
Skies are blue, hearts are true in Wonthaggi

           Dm                          G
And when I get back there no more I'll roam.

     C                            F
As I walk down the street, all my pals I will greet,

        C        Dm              G
On that same old corner where we used to meet.

G       C
There's a part of my heart in Wonthaggi

        Dm           G          C
And it's calling me, calling me home.

C                   F
I'm not forgetting, I'm not regretting,

G                                 C
The tracks I've wandered far from home.

F                       Am
All it has taught me as nothing else could do,

Dm                                G
What I've missed wherever I would roam.

F                          G
Still I'm going back again today,

Am                         G
I'm so happy I could shout "Hooray"

G
For...

G       C
There's a part of my heart in Wonthaggi

        Dm          G           C
And it's calling me, calling me home.

          F                        C
Skies are blue, hearts are true in Wonthaggi

           Dm                          G
And when I get back there no more I'll roam.

     C                            F
As I walk down the street, all my pals I will greet,

        C        Dm              G
On that same old corner where we used to meet.

G       C
There's a part of my heart in Wonthaggi

        Dm           G          C
And it's calling me, calling me home.

G       C
There's a part of my heart in Wonthaggi

        Dm          G           C
And it's calling me, calling me home.

          F                        C
Skies are blue, hearts are true in Wonthaggi

           Dm                          G
And when I get back there no more I'll roam.

     C                            F
As I walk down the street, all my pals I will greet,

        C        Dm              G
On that same old corner where we used to meet.

G       C
There's a part of my heart in Wonthaggi

        Dm           G          C
And it's calling me, calling me home.