Intro: Em D A Em 2x

            Em            D  A         Em
   Well, I know how it feels to be ripped from my roots
        Em             D  A      Em
   And tossed into a world unbending.
Em           D  A      Em
   Not long ago I was bitten by the truth
Em                         D     A         Em
  Some folks spend their whole life pretending.
         D                             A
  Now I start each mornin' with the sunlight by my side
Em             D    A   Em
  Find another highway, hitch another ride
          D                            Em              A
   And I use this six-string like an archer wields his bow
     C                                  D
   I believe when the arrow finds its mark
                   
   It pierces the soul.


Em                     G                  Em          
   Three songs for a quarter each time I open my case
Em                       G                  Em
   Four chords and the voice of a good man fallen from grace
Em                   G    D  Em                    G
   No pity for me mister, I'm proud to be a drifter
           C                  A
   A long shot from bein' a star
                   C   G           Am G
   You know, the times ain't been easy
       D F        Am  A9    Em
   For me and my Homeless Guitar.


          Em          D       A   Em 
   Now I know how it feels to be judged in a glance
     Em              D   A          Em
   Stripped of your pride and your passion.
Em     D  A             Em
   I only know that the rivers of the soul
Em                   D   A        Em     
   Run deeper than birthright or fashion.

                D                    A
   I see you look me over, feel the weight of your stare
Em                   D   A           Em
   I'm sendin' you a message but you act like you don't care.
       D               Em            A
   I see a ripple, a crack in your facade
                  C                                   D
   You know, it really don't matter who you think you are
                        
   We're the same under God.

(Chorus)

Am7                                 C
   I thank the Lord above for the gift He's given me
Em                  G
   I'm richer than most men 
Em
   Got a friend in my six-string
Am7                              C 
   In a world where trust ain't got no guarantee
D
   If you ain't got a penny
          B                                  
   Gonna sing you this song for free, yeah.      Akkorde wie Chorus

(Chorus)
         D                              A
   Oh, I use these six-strings like an archer wields his bow
        C                              D    
   I believe when the arrow finds its mark
                   
   It pierces the soul.

Chorus

                   C   G           Am G
   You know, the times ain't been easy
       D F        Am  A9    Em
   For me and my Homeless Guitar.