Home Is Where The Heart Is chords and lyrics - OLD & IN THE WAY

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[Verse 1]
We had [D]a banjo picker in this band who was a
[G]very deep [D]person and multifaceted in his
expression[G]s in life and
[D]he could give nicknames.
He gave good nick[D]names.
He gave one to
Vassar here.
Vassar smoked a [G]pipe a lot
so he was [D]called
Clamp or
Clem depending.
[D]Me, of course, I was
Red for
Panama
Red and
John
[D]Conn played the bass and both he and
the bass were called
Mule and [D]the mandolin picker he
was known [G]as
David
Dog
[D]Grisman he was
called the dog by the man who gave us
the names his nickname was spud spud boy
Jerry
Spud
Garcia and [D]when we first met
Jerry
David said you know
Garcia lives
just up the hill I said
Jerry
Garcia he said yeah he likes
to play banjo I said
you're kidding we went up there
and we walked up there and there's a little
sign above his door says
Sans
Souci which I think in
French means no
problem and there was this guy with a
beard and big head of hair and a blue
dungaree shirt and some jeans on and sandals
picking banjo coming to the
front gate to greet us and that's
when the band was born and I think after a
few hours of picking he turned to us and said we're
old and in [G]the way

[Interlude 1]
[D]
[G][D][G]

[Verse 2]
Nestling the [G]pine trees in the mountain
Down along the road I love it [D]still
There [G]I know my dear old
mother's waiting
Wait[D]ing in our night to go as [G]well
[D]Home is where the heart is they [G]tell me
Any [Am]minute I'll try to travel
that lonesome [D]road
They'll [C]never find a palace
to his [G]mother
Build[D]ing everybody a place as sweet
[G]as home[D][G][D]
[G]
How many years ago I
left my old home
Started out to randle all [D]around
If [G]ever I return to where I came from
I'll [D]build a little home and settle [G]down
[D]Home is where the heart is, [G]tell me
Any [Am]minute I'm to travel
that lonesome [D]road
And [C]everyone bows to his [G]mother
And everyone [D]plays the sweetest [G]song

[Interlude 2]
[D]
[G][D][G]
[D]
[G][D]
[G]
[D]Hermes, my lord, is dead

[Verse 3]
[G]to me
Wait [Am]a minute,
try to drive that lonesome [D]road
They'll [C]never find a man as
sweet [G]as my love
They'll never [D]find a place as sweet as [G]home