Squeeze – The Day I Get Home (Guitar)

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[Intro] E A D E A D E A [Verse 1]
D        E                    A
   When this young man comes rolling home

    A7/G                D/F#
The lamp posts move and in the road

   E                 A
I sing and dance in falling rain.

      E               A          E  A
It's good to be back home again
[Verse 2]
D       E                A
  The roads of air that map the globe

     A7/G        D/F#
Take me away to places new

     E           A
I'm lucky I can get around

     E              A
I'm taking off and touching down
[Interlude] E A D E A D E A [Verse 3]
D       E                A
   When I get home it's much the same

    A7/G          D/F#
The tax returns return again

      E             A
The news is on, it isn't good

   E                 A
I see the trees but not the wood
[Interlude] E A D E A D E A [Chorus]
F#m            F#m/C#           D            A
     The road stretches out as far as I can see

C#m         G              Bm       D
     And I eat the lines ahead of me

         D    A             D       A
It's exper--ience - As the days unfold

             D             A
But there's nothing quite like

        Bm   Bm7/A   F#m   D        E   E/B  E/G#  D/F#
The day--------------------- I get home---------------
[Verse 4]
      E                     A
When this young man comes rolling home

     A7/G               D
The cheese on toast is in the grill

E             A
Memories are filed away

   E                 A            E A
I come and go, it's fun that way

D        E                A
   The roads of air that map the globe

    A7/G              D
Go East and West and North and South

   E                A
I like to look and see the sights

    E               A
I stay up late and hit the heights
[Interlude] E A D E A D E A [Verse 5]
D       E                A
   When I return things haven't changed

   A7/G            D
Neither have I, I like to think

     E                 A
The world's an oyster on a plate

   E              A      E    A  D E
I get around and get up late
A D E A A [Chorus]
F#m            F#m/C#           D            A
     The road stretches out as far as I can see

C#m         G              Bm        D
     And I eat the lines ahead of me

         D   A              D       A
It's exper--ience - As the days unfold

             D             A
But there's nothing quite like

        Bm   Bm7/A   F#m   D        E   E/B  E/G#  D/F#
The day--------------------- I get home---------------

E     A   D    E
  Oh----------------

A D E  A  D  E  A  D E
(repeat as needed)