The White Buffalo

The White Buffalo

House Of Pain
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C 
It's a little past supper time 
G 
I'm still out on the porch step 
            Am			     F 
Sittin' on my behind, waiting for you. 
    C 
Wondering if everything was all right? 
  G 
Momma said, "Come in boy don't waste your time." 
         Am			           F 
I said, "I got time. Well he'll be here soon." 

      G                    Am          F 
I was five years old and talkin to myself 



[Refrão]
G Am Where were you? Where'd ya go? F Daddy can't you tell? C I'm not tryin' to fake it, F and I ain't the one to blame. Am No, there's no one home G F In my house of pain. C I didn't write these pages and F my scripts been re-arranged. Am No, there's no one home G F in my house of pain. Am No, there's no one home G F in my house of pain. C Wasn't I worth the time? G A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime Am F And all the time I looked up to you. C I paced my room a million times. G And all I ever got was one big line Am F The same old lie. How could you? G Am F I was eighteen, still talkin' to myself.
[Refrão]
Am G Where were you? Where'd you go? F Daddy can't ya tell? C I'm not tryin' to fake it, F and I ain't the one to blame. Am No, there's no one home G F In my house of pain. C I didn't write these pages and F my scripts been re-arranged. Am No, there's no one home G F in my house of pain. Am No, there's no one home G F in my house of pain. G Am F I was eighteen, still talkin' to myself.
[Refrão]
Am G Oh, Where were you? Oh, Where'd you go? F Daddy can't ya tell? C I'm not tryin' to fake it, F and I ain't the one to blame. Am No, there's no one home G F In my house of pain. C So I didn't write these pages and F my scripts been re-arranged. Am No, there's no one home G F in my house of pain. Am No, there's no one home G F in my house of pain.

Enviado por: Anderson Days

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