Verse and Pre-Chorus: (palm mute)
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Chorus: (let ring)
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Verse 1:
When I was six years old I broke my leg
And I was running from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass
as I rolled down
I was younger then, take me back to when I
Pre-Chorus 1:
Found my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long,
I know I've grown
But I can't wait to go home
Chorus 1:
I'm on my way, driving at ninety
Down those country lanes singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel and it's real
When we watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Verse 2:
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields
And getting drunk with my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don't reckon I did it
Right, I was younger then, take me back to when we found
Pre-Chorus 2:
Weekend jobs and when we got paid
We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long,
oh how we've grown
But I can't wait to go home
Chorus 2:
I'm on my way, driving at ninety
Down those country lanes singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel and it's real
We watched