Joe Diffie (December 28, 1958 – March 29, 2020) was an American country musician. Between 1990 and 2004, he had 35 singles that charted on the US Billboard Hot Country Songs chart, five of which peaked at number one. He also co-wrote singles for Holly Dunn, Tim McGraw, and Jo Dee Messina, and recorded with Mary Chapin Carpenter, George Jones, and Marty Stuart.
Raised in Velma, Oklahoma, Diffie worked in a foundry while playing local nightclubs in Oklahoma and moved to Nashville in 1986 to work for Gibson Guitar Corporation.
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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #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. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # Date: Mon, 31 Jul 1995 11:16:12 -0500 From: [email protected] Subject: CRD: "HOME" by Joe Diffie, TAKE 2 Resent-to: [email protected] To: [email protected] MIME-version: 1.0
Here is a redo on the .crd file I e-mailed earlier. The format was not retained on the earlier version and I apologize.
"HOME" by Joe Diffie
Verse 1:
[D]The only the thing I see ahead is
[G] just the heat [A]a rising off the[D] road
[D]The rainbows I've been chasing keep on
[G]fading before I [A] find my pot of [D]gold
[G]But more and more I'm thinking, that the only treasures
[A]that I'll ever [D]kno[G]ow
[D]Are long ago and far behind and [A]wrapped up in my
[G]memories o F [D]home
Chorus:
[G]Home was a swimming hole and a fishing pole
and the feel of a muddy row between my [D]toes
[G]Home was a back porch swing where I would sit
and mom would sing[D] amazing grace
While she hung out the [A]clothes,
[G]Home was an easy chair with my daddy there
and the smell of Sunday supper on the [D]sto-[G]ve
[D]My footsteps carry me away but [A]in my mind I'm
[G]always going [D]home
Verse 2:
[D]Now the miles I put behind me ain't as
[G]H ard as the [A]miles that lay[D] ahead
[D]And its much to late to listen to the
[G]words of wisdom [A]that my daddy[D] said
[G]The straight and narrow path he showed me turned into a
[A]thousand winding [D]ro-[G]oads,
[D]My footsteps carry me away, but [A]in my mind I'm
[G]always going [D]home.
Repeat Chorus (then add)
[G]Yeah, the straight and narrow path he showed me turned into a
[A]thousand winding [D]ro-[G]oads,
[D]My footsteps carry me away, but [A]in my mind I'm