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DWhen I was six D/Fyears Gold I broke my leg Bm A
DAnd I was ruD/Fnning fGrom my brother and Bmhis friends A
DAnd tasted D/Fthe swGeet perfume of the mBmountain grass AI rolled down
DI was yoD/Funger tGhen,Bm take me back to wAhen I
GFound my heAart and broke it heDre
Made my friends and lGost them through the years
GAnd I've not sAeen the roaring fDields in so long,G I know I've grown
GBut I can't wAait to go home
DI'm onD/F my wGay, Bmdriving at nAinety
Down Dthose couD/Fntry lGanes Bmsinging to ATiny Dancer
And DI miD/Fss theG way you madeBm me feel,A it's real
DWe watched D/Fthe sGunset Bmover the cAastle on the hill
DFifteen yD/Fears Gold and smoking Bmhand-rolled cigarettesA
DRunning fromD/F the lGaw through the backfields anBmd getting drunk with my Afriends
DHad my fD/First kGiss on a Friday nBmight, I don't recAkon that I did it right
DI was youD/Fnger tGhen, Bmtake me back to wheAn
We found Gweekend jAobs, when we got pDaid
We'd buy cheap sGpirits and drink them sGtraight
Me and my Afriends have not thrown Dup in so long, Goh, how we've grown
GBut I can't Await to go home
DI'm onD/F my wGay, Bmdriving at nAinety
Down Dthose couD/Fntry lGanes Bmsinging to ATiny Dancer
And DI miD/Fss theG way you madeBm me feel,A it's real
DWe watched D/Fthe sGunset Bmover the cAastle on the hill
D D/F G BmOver the cAastle on the hill
D D/F G BmOver the cAastle on the hill
BmGDA
BmOne friend Gleft to sell clothes,D one works dAown by the coast
BmOne had two Gkids but lives aloneD, one's bArother overdosed
BmOne's alGready on his second wife, Done's just baArely getting by
BmBut these people rGaised me and I Dcan't wAait to go home
And ID'm onD/F my wGay, BmI still remAember
These Dold counD/Ftry lGanes when Bmwe did not kAnow the answers
And DI miD/Fss theG way you madeBm me feel,A it's real
DWe watched D/Fthe sGunset Bmover the cAastle on the hill
D D/F G BmOver the cAastle on the hill
D D/F G BmOver the cAastle on the hill
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