C Am D G


[Verse 1]
         C            Am                                                                                            
Saw the ocean from a plane
         F            C                                                                                         
New York City from a train
      Am            F                Dm       G                                                         
Fell asleep riding shotgun bound for New Mexico
         C          E                                                                                    
You know I love the sand
        Am       D                                                                                       
But wherever I land
        F             G           C   (F) C                                                                        
There's nothing quite like coming home
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                        
[Verse 2]
          Am          C                                                                                  
They have lobsters in Maine
      F          C                                                                                       
Vegas has the buffets
        Dm           C           G     (C) G                                                               
Down in Georgia, the peaches are sweet, I know
            C         E                                                                                  
But sipping tea in my yard
       Am          D                                                                                     
Is the sweetest by far
        F             G           C    Am D G                                                                    
There's nothing quite like coming home
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                        
[Verse 3]
          C              Am                                                                              
Grandma's picture on the wall
      F            C                                                                                     
Dad's piano in the hall
    C            Am             Dm        G                                                                
The clock on the mantle broke a long time ago
          C         E                                                                                   
There's a feeling inside
   Am        D                                                                                            
No money can buy
        F             G           C    (F) C                                                                  
There's nothing quite like coming home
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                        
[Verse 4]
        Am            C                                                                                    
The old carpet's worn thin
         F           C                                                                                   
From the places we'd spin
          Dm             C           G     (C) G                                                              
While old blue eyes serenaded on the old stereo
          C         E                                                                                     
There's a world to explore
     Am             D                                                                                      
Far beyond my front door
            F             G           C  (F) C F                                                                
But there's nothing quite like coming home
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                        
[Bridge]
        F              C     Am                     F                                                       
I don't know where I'm headed, but I know where I'm from
              Am       D                    G  (Am) G                                                           
I could never forget it, it's the place I belong
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                        
[Interlude] (Humming Verse)
C Am F C
C Am Dm G (Am) G
C E Am D
F G C (F) C
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                        
[Verse 5]
   C              C                                                                                     
My initials on a tree
        F              C                                                                                 
You can find the spare key
        Dm           C         G (Am) G                                                                          
Hanging there by the back patio
        C              E                                                                                
However long I've been gone
          Am           D                                                                                 
There's a light always on
        F             G           Am   D                                                                    
There's nothing quite like coming hoooome
        F             G           C    Am D G C                                                                 
There's nothing quite like coming home

[Alternate Bridge For My Fellow Service Members]
F                  C       Am
 And As I Serve My Country
                     F
 I Miss The Family I Love
                     Am        D
 But I Will Never Forget Them
                        G   (Am) G
 It’s In Their Arms I Belong



I Hope You Enjoy This Tab! It’s One Of My Favorite Songs,
And I Hope It Soon Becomes One Of Yours!
Thank You JJ Heller For Writing This Song I Found
It While I Was Stationed Overseas And It Really Helped Me
Deal With The Homesickness! Keep Up The Amazing Work.
J.C.