CHORDS: Sam Fender – Last To Make It Home Chords on Piano & Ukulele

These are the chords for Last To Make It Home by Sam Fender on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard
[Intro]
A   E   D
A   E   D
A   E   D
A   E   D

[Verse 1]
 A           
Mary, what looked like a mirage
                               D 
Made of glimmering silver in sunken 
eyes
                  E                    
It was actually there in 
the palm of my hand
                                D 
But your existence is widely debated
                  A
I\'m godless and wrecked
But I can\'t live by those stakes
                              D 
The semantics are totally outdated

[Pre-Chorus]
                E             
And the love I had is never enough
It bores me and and 
               F#m    E  D
leaves me frustrated

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[Chorus]
         A       E        D
I\'m the last to make it home
          A      E       D 
I\'m the last to call it off
          A      E       D
I\'m the last to meet my bed
                             E
And last to bring home the bread
                    F#m  E  D
And last to make it home

[Verse 2]
 A 
Mary, you were online
                 D 
The sociopathic part of me
          E 
Hit the \"like\"
In the hopes I\'d coax you out 
                 D 
of my derelict fantasy
               A
A bump in the road
Turned into a fissure 
              D  
I currently live in

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[Pre-Chorus]
       E        
Though I am a soundboard to some
                            F#m   
With myself I am not so forgiving
E  D

[Chorus]
         A       E        D
I\'m the last to make it home
          A      E       D 
I\'m the last to call it off
          A      E       D
I\'m the last to meet my bed
                             E
And last to bring home the bread
                    F#m  E  D
And last to make it home
         A       E        D
I\'m the last to make it home
          A      E       D 
I\'m the last to call it off
          A      E       D
I\'m the last to meet my bed
                         E  
Last to bring home the bread
                 F#m  E  D
Last to make it home

[Outro]
A   E   D
A   E   D
A   E   D   E  F#m  E  D
D   E  F#m   E  D   E  F#m
F#m  E  D
 A
Mary, looked like a mirage
Glimmering silver in sunken eyes

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