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[Verse 1]

C          G              D            Em
If I had a dime for every time I heard my old man say
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One of these days
G             D           Em
I wouldn't be like my old man today
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Talking bout places that he'd been
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Back in his younger days that he was gonna go back to again
D                   Em
One of these days

[Verse 2]

C          G              D            Em
Dropped out of school when he was just sixteen
C          G            D      Em
Fell right in to a tire plant
C            G                D                Em
Building the very things that make the asphalt sing
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And put Alabama far behind you
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I remember him saying that Chicago was a hell right here on earth
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And twenty five years later I was saying the same thing about Memphis

[Verse 3]
C          G          D                  Em          C
It's no wonder everybodies scared of downtown Birmingham
C           G                   D        Em
It's just a little too close to home
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But there's more crooks down here and the cops don't care,
          Em                C              G          D       Em
While old white men wearing ties can do anything they want.
C            G                D       Em
Once a country boy's seen the way the steam rises
C            G                D       Em
Off a man's insides on the sidewalk
C            G             D                  Em          C
Tends to change the way he thinks, the way he sees everything
            G                D           Em
When he goes back to where he came from

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[Chorus]

             G    D            C            G
One of these days when my face looks like a roadmap
G/F  Em               D   C
Gonna find my way back home
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And I'll go walking on the west side after dark
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And leave my gun locked in my car
             C                    D              Em
One of these days you'll take one look at me and run
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One of these days you'll take one look at me and run

[Outro]

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