Bob Crosby – Way Back Home chords
Chords:
Way Back Home Bob Crosby (1935)Fm6: x8676xE7sus2: x7977xEb7sus2: x6866xEb7sus2/Bb: 6x866xEb6add9no5: x6556xe|-6--8-6---------6-----------6--9-6-9-6--9--6-9--6-B|--------7-6--4-----4--4-7---6--7-6-7-6--7--6-7--6-G|-3--5-3---------3-----------7--8-7-8-7--8--7-8--7-D|--------4-3--1-----1--1-4-------------------------A|--------------------------------------------------E|--------------------------------------------------Eb Eb/Bb Fm6 Bb7The roads are the dustiest, the winds are the gustiestEb7 Eb7/Bb Ab7 Ab7The gates are the rustiest, the pies are the crustiestEb Eb/Bb Fm6 Bb7The songs the lustiest, the friends the trustiestEb Edim7 Fm6 Bb7Way back home (Back home)Eb Eb/Bb Fm6 Bb7The trees are the sappiest, the days are the nappiestEb7 Eb7/Bb Ab7 Ab7The dogs are the yappiest, the kids are the scrappiestEb Eb/Bb Fm6 Bb7The jokes the snappiest, the folks the happiestEb Bb7 EbWay back homeEb Gbm Fm Bb7Don't know why I left the homesteadEb Gbm Fm Bb7I really must confessG Gb I'm a weary exileF Bb7 Cm F7sus2 Bb7Singing my song of lone-li- nessEb Eb/Bb Fm6 Bb7The grass is the springiest, the bees are the stingiestEb7 Eb7/Bb Ab7 Ab7The birds are the wingiest, the bells are the ringiestEb Eb/Bb(The hearts) the hearts the singiestFm6 Bb7(The arms) the arms the clingiestEb Bb7 EbWay back homee|-6-8-6-9-6---6------|B|-----------9---9-7--|G|--------------------|D|--------------------|A|--------------------|E|--------------------|E7sus2 Eb Eb/Bb(What about the sun) The sun's the blaziestFm6 Bb7(And the fields) The fields the daisiestEb7sus2 Eb7sus2/Bb(And the cows) The cows the graziestAb7 Ab7(And the help) The help's the laziestEb Eb/Bb The boys (are the wittiest)Fm6 Bb7The girls (are the prettiest)Eb Fm6 Bb7Way back homeEb Eb/Bb Fm6 Bb7(The pigs are the snootiest, the owls are the hootiest)Eb7sus2 Eb7sus2/Bb Ab7 Ab7 The plants the fruitiest, the stars the shootiestEb Eb/Bb Fm6 Bb7(The grins the funniest), the smiles the sunniestEb Bb7 EbWay back homeEb Gbm Fm Bb7Don't know why I left the homesteadEb Gbm Fm Bb7I really must confessG Gb I'm a weary exileF Bb7 Cm F7sus2 Bb7Singing my song of lone-li- nessEb Eb/Bb Fm6 Bb7The food is the spreadiest, the wine is the headiestEb7 Eb7/Bb Ab7 Ab7The pals are the readiest, the gals are the steadiestEb Eb/Bb Fm6 Bb7The love the liveliest, the life the loveliestEb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 EbWay back, way back, way back homeFm7 (Gm7) Bb7 Eb6add9no5(No place like home) sweet homeE|-9-6-B|-9-8-G|-9-8-D|-----A|-----E|-----