Coming Home

	  		
    Bb 
I wonder where my friend has gone  
   Eb 
I wonder where it all went wrong  
Bb                                      F 
Was there something that I should have known? 
  Bb  
I looked for him in Amsterdam  
   Eb 
I cried for him in Birmingham 
Bb                F          Bb 
Wondered if he?s ever coming home  


       Eb           Bb 
Coming home, coming home  
 Gm           C             
Standing underneath the sky 
      F 
With nothing of my own  
Eb 
I'm here picking flowers 
            Bb            Eb 
But all my seeds are left unsown  
Gm           F             Bb    Eb      
Better off if he was coming ho-oh-ome  
Bb             F             Bb 
Better off if he was coming home 


 Bb 
Had a man, tall and fine  
 Eb 
I left him by an old road sign  
Bb                    F 
Told him I was off to Mexico  
 Bb 
With my feet on the track  
 Eb 
And your shadow on my back  
Bb                F          Bb 
Wondered if I'm ever coming home  


       Eb           Bb 
Coming home, coming home  
 Gm           C             
Standing underneath the sky 
      F 
With nothing of my own  
Eb 
I'm here picking flowers 
            Bb            Eb 
But all my seeds are left unsown  
Gm            F             Bb    Eb      
Better off if he was coming ho-oh-ome  
Bb             F             Bb 
Better off if he was coming home 


Bb   Eb   Bb   F   
Bb   Eb   Bb F Bb 


       Eb           Bb 
Coming home, coming home  
 Gm           C             
Standing underneath the sky 
      F 
With nothing of my own  
Eb 
I'm here picking flowers 
            Bb            Eb 
But all my seeds are left unsown  
Gm            F             Bb    Eb      
Better off if he was coming ho-oh-ome  
Bb             F             Bb  Eb 
Better off if he was coming home 
Gm            F             Gm Bb Eb 
Better off if he was coming ho-oh-me 
Gm            F             Bb 
Better off if he was coming home