Chords
Still Not Home

Key: C

Introduction: C    

difficulty
very easy |||||
                                                                                     F  
Jesus at the table in the early morn'
                                                                                                  C  
"Dad, I've been thinking I got to get born
                                                                                                                     F  
Got to mean something heavy to somebody somewhere
                                                                                                        C  
I don't know who I am, but I can't stay here"
                        G                                                                                                 C  
I didn't mean to stand up, I didn't mean to daydream
     G                                                                                    C  
I didn't want to hear it calling my name
F                                                                            C  
Regular life don't suit me at all
                G                                                    F                      C  
Oh, I gotta get going, I'm still not home
                G                                                 F                      C  
Oh, I try so hard and I'm still not home
                                                                                                             F  
Robert Johnson was trembling, calling for help
                                                                                                        C  
At the edge of the field talking to himself
                                                                                                          F  
Not a woman, not a dollar, not even his soul
                                                                                                                C  
Feels as good in his hands as that old guitar
                        G                                                                         C  
He say, "Nobody sees how desperate I'm torn
     G                                                                                            C  
I feel like I'm crazy the way that I'm going
                F                                                                                                 C  
Don't know if it's from up high or way down low
                G                                                 F                      C  
Oh, I try so hard and I'm still not home
                  G                                                            F                      C  
Hey, I gotta get going and I'm still not home
                                     F                                            C  
You know that ache's grown so familiar
                        F                                                                            C  
How many times I got to shoo it from my door
                                F                                                                         C  
Putting the shine on the far side of the river
          G  
Oh, come round to bruise me up a little bit more
                                                                                                                     C  
Come round to bruise me up just a little bit more
                 C         F         C         F         C  
                                                                                                             F  
One day I'm gonna light like a season of green
                                                                                                                C  
And my heart is gonna run like a flying machine
                                                                                                                F  
Lipstick and a nickel in the pocket of my coat
                                                                                                     C  
And I won't even care if I never come back
G                                                                                                 C  
All the windows open and the wind like wheels
G                                                                                         C  
Nobody can tell you the way that it feels
                     F                                                                                                         C  
Oh, but lord, if you could see the way I'm gonna soar
                G                                                    F                      C  
Oh, I gotta get going, I'm still not home
                G                                              F                      C  
Oh, I best be going, I'm still not home
                G                                                 F                    C  
Oh, I try so hard and I'm still not home
                G                                                    F                    C  
Oh, I gotta get going, I'm still not home