Chords For The Amazing Rhythm Aces The End Is Not In Sight Oh I knew it all along, I'd have to come back home Because this living on the road only makes me tired and so Like a bird without a nest, like and stranger in the night My soul cries out for rest and the end is not in sight Break Tastes like sweet magnolia wine, honey dripping from her mouth Oh that sweet little gal of mine, she's the finest in the south Now the days are getting longer, nights are getting colder I just want to go back home and lay my head upon her shoulder Break Oh I knew it all along, I'd have to come back home Because this living on the road only makes me tired and so Like a bird without a nest, like and stranger in the night My soul cries out for rest and the end is not in sight This Song Rocks Please Rate