[Intro]
C G F C
C G C
[Versetto]
            C 
I know they say, you can't go home again 
Em 
 I just had to come back one last time 
F 
Ma'am I know, you don't know me from Adam 
          C                                  G 
But these hand prints on the front steps are mine 
         C 
Up those stairs, in that little back bedroom 
           Em 
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar 
      F 
And I bet you didn't know, under that live oak 
   C                             G 
My favorite dog is buried in the yard
[Ritornello]
  F                                       C 
I thought if I could touch this place, or feel it 
     Dm                               C 
This brokenness inside me might start healin' 
    F 
Out here it's like I'm someone else, 
  Am                                F 
I thought that maybe I could find myself 
   C                                 F 
If I could just come in I swear I'll leave 
                         C 
Won't take nothin' but a memory 
         G                  C 
From the house that... built me
[Versetto]
     C 
Mama cut out pictures of houses for years 
      Em 
From "Better Homes and Garden" magazine 
           F 
Plans were drawn and concrete poured and 
F 
Nail by nail and board by board 
C                               G 
  Daddy gave life to Mama's dream
[Ritornello]
  F                                       C 
I thought if I could touch this place, or feel it 
     Dm                               C 
This brokenness inside me might start healin' 
    F 
Out here it's like I'm someone else, 
  Am                                F 
I thought that maybe I could find myself 
   C                                 F 
If I could just come in I swear I'll leave 
                         C 
Won't take nothin' but a memory 
         G                  C 
From the house that... built me
[Ponte]
    Am                                 C 
You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can 
      Dm                            F          G 
I got lost in this old world and forgot, who I am
[Ritornello]
  F                                      C 
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it 
     Dm                               C 
This brokenness inside me might start healing 
    F 
Out here it's like I'm someone else 
  Am                                F 
I thought that maybe I could find myself 
   C                                F 
If I could walk around I swear I'll leave 
                         C 
Won't take nothin' but a memory 
         G                   F   C  Dm  G C -once 
From the house that.... built me