Eight More Miles chords - Kieran Kane

Kieran Kane Lyrics




Eight More Miles (Live)
By Kieran Kane (with Kevin Welch)
rmofle at satx.rr.com
5/23/04


Capo 5


G
Eight more miles and I'll be home
             C
Back in your grace where I belong
               G 
Tonight I'm be sleepin' in my own bed
        D 
With my blue tilt feather pillow underneath my head


Chorus 1:
           G
I feel the wheels on 65
        C
I don't when I felt so alive
           G                 D
Eight more miles, eight more miles
            G
And I'll be home


Since I've been gone everythings changed
Theres been two weeks of steady rain
Now the dogwoods bloomed painted white
And that damp smell of new cut grass is everywhere tonight


Chorus 2:
Sweet sunny south I never knew
Just how much I could miss you
Eight more miles, eight more miles
And I'll be home


I crossed the Rockies on a silver train
I walked through Bergen In the pouring rain
I've met with strangers I came to love
And I've gotten drunk with Chieftains in a Dublin hotel pub 


Chorus 3:
And I dearely love these memories
All that matter now to me 
Is eight more miles, eight more miles 
And I'll be home

Tag:

Eight more miles, eight more miles and I'll be home
 

   
Eight More Miles (Live)
By Kieran Kane (with Kevin Welch)
rmofle at satx.rr.com
5/23/04


Capo 5


G
Eight more miles and I'll be home
             C
Back in your grace where I belong
               G 
Tonight I'm be sleepin' in my own bed
        D 
With my blue tilt feather pillow underneath my head


Chorus 1:
           G
I feel the wheels on 65
        C
I don't when I felt so alive
           G                 D
Eight more miles, eight more miles
            G
And I'll be home


Since I've been gone everythings changed
Theres been two weeks of steady rain
Now the dogwoods bloomed painted white
And that damp smell of new cut grass is everywhere tonight


Chorus 2:
Sweet sunny south I never knew
Just how much I could miss you
Eight more miles, eight more miles
And I'll be home


I crossed the Rockies on a silver train
I walked through Bergen In the pouring rain
I've met with strangers I came to love
And I've gotten drunk with Chieftains in a Dublin hotel pub 


Chorus 3:
And I dearely love these memories
All that matter now to me 
Is eight more miles, eight more miles 
And I'll be home

Tag:

Eight more miles, eight more miles and I'll be home