Nanci Griffith – The Last Of The True Believers (Guitar)

N.C.                    G
Oh, she said it was the sound of the winter callin'

Bm
  From up around the bend

                   C
Or it could be the cry of your restless heart

        D
For the love of your long lost friends

        G
Oh, but me, I think it's just the summertime

        Bm
And the heat of these Texas winds

               C
They keep on a-slappin' my face with dust so thick

         D
That the tears won't roll again

C                  D
Last of the true believers

               G             C
Have you grown weary all alone?

             C           D              G
You could go home again, home again, home

C                  D
Last of the true believers

              G                  C
You pack your things and go back home

             C           D              G
You could go home again, home again, home

                  G
Oh she said, "You can't stay away forever

                Bm
'cause they say love doesn't last that long

        C
And the ghost of the one that you loved the best

   D
is bound to be long gone

       G
So you fall for the one you believe in

         Bm
and take pride in the heart you hold

                C
'Cause when the wintertime pounds upon your door,

     D
It's shelter from the cold".

C                  D
Last of the true believers

               G             C
Have you grown weary all alone?

             C           D              G
You could go home again, home again, home

C                  D
Last of the true believers

              G                  C
You pack your things and go back home

             C           D              G
You could go home again, home again, home

          G
There's a shadow on our wall

             Bm
where I once stood with him in mind

                C
And there is an empty space beside him

              D
Where I could take my rest at night

                      G
Oh, and I will be the last of the true believers,

   Bm
If truth's in his heart to lend

             C
Because this wintertime sure looks cold to me,

         D
A-comin' up around the bend

C                  D
Last of the true believers

               G             C
Have you grown weary all alone?

             C           D              G
You could go home again, home again, home

C                  D
Last of the true believers

              G                  C
You pack your things and go back home

             C           D              G
You could go home again, home again, home

               C           D              G
Oh, I could go home again, home again, home

                    C           D              G
Well, it looks like home again, home again, home

               C           D              G
Oh, I could go home again, home again, home

                   G N.C.      C N.C.          G
Well, he brings me home again, home again, home