Sing Me Back Home by Merle Haggard
Precious Memories by J. B. Wright
| Intro | Riff | D | 4 | F#ars |
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| The | warden led a | prisoner down the | hallway to his | doom |
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| I stood | up to say goodbye like all the r | est |
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| And I | heard him tell the | warden just bef | ore he reached my | cell |
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| 'Let my | guitar playing | friend do my req | uest.' (Let him...) |
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| P | recious memories | unseen an | gels |
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| Sent from s | ome where to my | soul |
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| How they linger | ever near | me |
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| And the | sacred paths un | fold |
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| I reca | ll last Sunday | morning a cho | ir from off the | street |
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| Came | in to sing a few old gospel so | ngs |
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| And I | heard him tell the s | ingers 'There's a | song my mama | sang. |
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| Could I | hear it once be | fore you move al | ong?' |
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| Sing me back | home before I d | ie |
| riff | D | 3 | G#ars | then | C#nd |