Tom: D
G D G D
Well now stage right enter Jimmy, just a counterfeit James Dean
G D A
with a pocket full of delta blues and cheap amphetamine
G D G D
Her feet up on the dashboard like a burned out Betty Paige
G D A
Aw she might have been pretty if she was half her age
G D G D
But together they were something, just closing down the bars
G D A D
Headed down from Okie City in a slightly stolen car
[Verse]
G D G D
The folks were decent people, they didn't like their kind
G D A
When the car pulled in the driveway the were staring through the blinds
G D G D
The preacher in the kitchen, he's eatin' apple pie
G D A
Oh momma's in the bedroom she couldn't help but cry
G D G D
Oh and daddy looked so natural like he'd just gone to sleep
G D A D
And the preacher looked through Jimmy and prayed his soul to keep
[Chorus]
G D A D
It's coming home, coming home
G D A
Ain't nothing like a family to make you feel so damned alone
G D A D
You should've brought flowers, should've got daddy's gun
G D A G D
Aint nobody waiting on the prodigal son
[Verse]
G D G D
Well they pulled out into traffic, moved in behind the hearse
G D A
And that awful empty feeling, well it went from bad to worse
G D G D
The preacher read some scripture and they put him in the ground
G D A
Aw then everybody loaded up and headed back to town
G D G D
But Jimmy got his whiskey out once everyone was gone
G D A D
He felt he should've said something staring down at the stone
[Chorus]
G D A D
It's coming home, coming home
G D A
Ain't nothing like a family to make you feel so damned alone
G D A D
You should've brought flowers, should've got daddy's gun
G D A G D
Ain't nobody waiting on the prodigal son
[Verse]
G D G D
Well the menfolk folded tables and the ladies cleaned the plates
G D A
And the cousins asked about the car locked behind the gate
G D G D
Jimmy knew his daddy's .38, was in that trunk buried deep
G D A
And it would find its rightful owner once his momma was asleep.
G D G D
And Jimmy looked at momma, momma just looked down
G D A D
She said why's it take a funeral, boy to bring you back to town
