(C)West,

on a (F)plane (C)bound west, I (F)see (C)her stretch in’ out (Gsus)be low.

(C)Land,

bless ed (F)moth (C)er land, the (F)place (C)where I was (C)born.

(C)Scars,

yeah, she’s (F)got her scars.

though Some times it starts we to wor (Gsus)ry me,

’cause (C)lose,

I don’t (F)wan na lose but sight of who we are.

It’s From a the long, (F)moun tains (C)high

to the wave

crashed (G)coast, But there’s a way

to (C)find

bet ter days

I (G)know.

It’s been a long

hard (C)ride,

got a ways

to (G)go, but this is still

the (Am)place

that we all

(G)call (C)home.

(C)Free,

noth in’ (F)feels like free, though it some times means we don’t get (Gsus)a long.

’Cause (C)same,

no we’re (F)not the same, if that’s what makes us strong.

It’s From a the long, (F)moun tains (C)high

to the wave

crashed (G)coast, But there’s a way

to (C)find

bet ter days

I (G)know.

It’s been a long

hard (C)ride,

got a ways

to (G)go, but this is still

the (Am)place

that we all

(G)call (C)home.

(Am)home.

Oh.

Yeah.

(C)home.