Ron Pope – Southern Cross (Guitar)

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[Intro] G D C G [VERSE 1]
G
She was a hard, hard woman with a pilgrim soul,

D
Had a face all lined from I don’t know

C
Where she has been,

                        G
But now she’s here with me.

G                             D
We headed North on 29 through Kansas City,
4th of July.
     C
In the late night fog,

                       G
There were fireworks to see.
[CHORUS]
             C                G    D
And when I’m lost, you are my True North.

           C           G        D
Carry the weight of my Southern Cross.

              C                G        D
And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt,

         Em            D              C             G  
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt.
[VERSE 2]
G
We were all hopped up on kerosene,

D
Or something else that burns, it seemed

C
That we would never

G
Put the fire out.

G
I got down on my knees to pray,

D
Forgot the words I used to say,

C
When I was young,

                       G
Each night ‘fore I laid down.
[CHORUS]
             C                G    D
And when I’m lost, you are my True North.

           C           G        D
Carry the weight of my Southern Cross.

              C                G        D
And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt,

         Em            D              C             G  
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt.

         Em            D              C             G  
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt.
[BRIDGE]
          Em             C        
I’ve been counting stars above the water,

G                C
Evenin’s winding down.

     Em                 C                   G   Em C
Just thinking bout the things I’ve seen and where I’m running now.

    Em                    C         G       D     C
And when the sun comes up tomorrow I’ll be headed out.

     Em                G                  D
Yeah that’s the part I know could tear me down.
[CHORUS]
             C                G    D
And when I’m lost, you are my True North.

           C           G        D
Carry the weight of my Southern Cross.

              C                G        D
And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt,

         Em            D              C             G  
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt.

         Em            D              C             G  
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt.

     Em            D              C             G  
You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt.