My old home town chords and lyrics - KIRK HANSARD

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[Verse 1]
[D]Som[A]eti[D]mes my mind
gets to wandering [Bm]by
To my old homet[D]own and
a rundown [A]shack
And late at [D]night, when I lay me [Bm]down,
I cried a tear for [D]Mama
an[A]d my whole hometo[D]wn.
My mama took in washing
to send us [Bm]kids to school.
She always said no [D]child of hers
would grow up to be a [A]fool.
And I know she did the
very best she could
[D]with the little bit she [Bm]had.
Her poor old heart would [D]break in two
To [A]know I'd turned out [D]bad
Robbed a bank in Dallas
A pal of mine and [Bm]me
The judge gave us [D]life
Under lock and [A]key
Spend the rest of my [D]days
just a -doin' [Bm]time
It's the price you [D]pay [A]for
a life of [D]crime
Sometimes my mind gets
to wanderin' [Bm]by
To my old homet[D]own and
a run -down [A]shack
And late [C#]at ni[D]ght, when I lay me d[Bm]own,
I cried a tear for [D]Mama
an[A]d my old hometown.
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