D G A DD G A A [Verse 1]D G Being young got oldA D I couldn't wait to grow upG When I finally hit eighteenA I got out of this tired old townD G I didn't get back muchA D As much as mama wantedG The few times I did get backA It didn't hit me like it is right now [Chorus]D The house got smallG Dad lost his hairA D The rope swing and the trees aren't thereG A The neighbour, she ain't sweet old Mrs JonesD G Little sister's not right down the hallA Bm7 Rex ain't around to fetch his ballG D Em No need to ride to grandma's down the roadG A D Damn old Father Time for stealing home [Break]D A D [Verse 2]D G It didn't take two weeksA D From the time the sign first went upG Dad said the folks who bought itA Sure do seem to love the placeD G Mom called and I cameA D To help her load the U-HaulG Seems for every box I packA I find another yesterday [Chorus]D G The house was huge and dad had hairA D There was a rope swing on the tree right thereG A No one baked a pie like Mrs JonesD G And we grew like weeds on the kitchen wallA Bm Rex, he lived to fetch his ballG D Em And grandma was a bike ride down the roadG A D Damn old Father Time for stealing home [Break]G A DD G A A [Outro]D G Little sister's not right down the hallA Bm A G Rex ain't around to fetch his ballG D Em No need to ride to grandma's down the roadG A D Damn old Father Time for stealing home [Break]G A DD G A D
Stealing Home
Willie Nelson
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