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Tracy Lawrence - My Second Home

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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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Song: MY SECOND HOME
by: Paul Nelson, Kenny Beard & Tracy Lawrence
on: I SEE IT NOW

Capo 2

intro: C F D7 G7 C

C                         F7
THERE'S A HONKY TONK_ ON THE EDGE OF TOWN_ I USED TO CALL MY SECOND
C                              D7
HOME.  IT'S A PLACE I'D GO_ JUST TO GET A-WAY_ WHEN I WANT-ED TO BE-ALONE
G                       C            F
WELL, EARLY ONE MORNIN' HAD A FIGHT WITH MY DARLIN' THAT WENT FROM BAD
  D7       F                   G        C         A7       D7       G7
TO WORSE._  IT ENDED WHEN SHE SAID, "YOUR SECOND  HOME_ JUST BECAME   
            C
YOUR FIRST."
 
CHORUS:
C7              F                          F7            C         
NOW THE JUKEBOX IS MY ALARM CLOCK. I WAKE UP IN A CORNER BOOTH. I DON'T 
D                                 D7            G7
HAVE A TAB, DON'T NEED NO CAB 'CAUSE THE DANCE FLOOR'S MY LIVIN' ROOM. 
              C              C7
WELL, I MIGHT DIE FROM A BROKEN HEART, BUT I'LL NEVER DIE OF THIRST.
         D7                                       G7       C
NOW THAT MY SECOND HOME HAS BECOME MY FIRST.

2nd
WELL I DON'T HAVE TO PAY NO MORTGAGE. I DON'T HAVE TO MOW NO LAWN. A LOT
OF FRIEDS COME SEE ME; SOME STAY TILL THE BREAK OF DAWN. I CAN PAINT THE
TOWN WITHOUT LEAVING THE HOUSE. I CAN FEEL GOOD TILL IT HURTS. NOW THAT
MY HOME SWEET SECOND HOME JUST BECAME MY FIRST.

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