Standard (EADGBE)

  The wind blew a path through the fallen leaves

  And there showed a crack in the old oak tree

  The door stood as if it was standing guard

  Of the dozen chipmunks in the backyard

  Every house not a home but dare do I roam

  There's a light on the porch here for someone

  Once upon a time in a border town

  The war was over, the guns laid down

  The women, the men, the children saved

  Now it's hard to remember it any other way

  When the law acts as though there is nothing to show

  There is compassion and depth in a neighbor

  Now if Bartles & Jaymes didn't need no first names

  We could live by our own laws in favor

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  Every house not a home but dare do I roam

  There's a light on the porch here for someone

  Now if Bartles & Jaymes didn't need no first names

  We could live by our own laws in favor

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