COME ON HOME .:: Emily Saliers ::. [Okay, this is how amy plays this song. I'm still working on Emily's part, but i've almost got it down, so i'll tab that one as soon as i finish it. amy plays this song with no capo, in standard tuning, although some of the chords are a little complicated. i know that emily plays it on the 7th fret in drop d, but...here's amy's part.] no capo, standard tuning CHORDS USED: A: x02220 A/G#: 4x2200 D: x00232 Dm: x00231 E: 022100 F#m: 244222 F#m/A: 044222 D/C#: x40230 Bm: x24432 Bm/A: x04432 C#sus9:x4342x INTRO: A D A E F#m F#m/A D D D/C# Bm Bm Bm/A E VERSE: A D Dark clouds are comin' like an army A E Soon the sky will open up and disarm me F#m F#m/A D You will go just like you've gone before D D/C# Bm Bm Bm/A E One sad soldier off to war, enemies that only you can see. A D Dishes stacked, the table cleared A E It's always like the scene of the last supper here F#m F#m/A D You speak so cryptically that's not news to me D D/C# Bm The flood is here it will carry you Bm Bm/A E And I've got work to do. A D E F#m Come on home, the team you're hitched to has a mind of its own G D But it's just the forces of your past you've fought before A A/G# D Come back here and shut the door Bm C#sus9 d I'm stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles. FILL: A D VERSE: (same) There is fire there is lust Some will trade it all for someone they could trust There's a bag of silver for a box of nails It's so simple the betrayal Though it's known to change the world and what's to come. CHORUS:(same) Just come on home, the team you're hitched to has a mind of its own But it's just the forces of your past you've fought before Don't you recognize them anymore I'm stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles. MIDDLE: D Dm A There's the given and the expected D C#sus9 F#m F#m/A I count my blessings while I eye what I've neglected D C#sus9 F#m F#m/A Is this for better is this for worse D D/C# Bm E You're all jammed up and the dam's about to burst. VERSE: (same) I hear the owl in the night I realize that some things never are made right By some will we string together here Days to months and months to years What if everything we have adds up to nothing. CHORUS:(same) Come on home, the team you're hitched to has a mind of its own But it's just the forces of your past you've fought before Come back here and shut the door I'm stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles OUTRO: A D A E F#m F#m/A D D D/C# Bm Bm Bm/A E A Castmenotaway@hotmail.com