Mary Lee's Corvette UK Fan Club!

Portland, Michigan

M.L. Kortes

INTRO: (C) (C/B) (Am) x2

Born in a (C)small Mid(C/B)western (Am)town

Our roots went (C)deep in(C/B)to the (Am)ground

Innocence and (C)fear like (C/B)cousins (Am)bound

Growin' (G)wild with the weeds under the cornstalks

 

Right on the (C)day I (C/B)turned thir(Am)teen

My mother (C)died my (C/B)dad turned (Am)mean

I cut off the (C)bottoms (C/B)of my (Am)jeans

Started a (G)long dark walk

 

Through my two river (C)town

My (C/B)two best (Am)friends

They'd run a(C)way come (C/B)back a(Am)gain

Bringing me (C)vision, (C/B)strength and (Am)sense

Told me I (G)didn't have to talk

 

Look homeward (F)angel all you (G)like

You can't go (F)home again that's (G)right

A million (F)miles away to(G)night

But it (F)feels like Portland, Michigan

 

Summer (C)days, (C/B)sweet and (Am)long

We'd skip a(C)round and (C/B)sing pop (Am)songs

Oh Monday (C)Monday where (C/B)have you (Am)gone

Can you (G)take me there with you

 

The winter's (C)came, white (C/B)silent (Am)sound

On roofs and (C)fields, a (C/B)big white (Am)crown

But the (C)facade would (C/B)soon melt (Am)down

Leave us (G)naked, scared and true

 

My brother (C)broke the (C/B)local (Am)laws

A local (C)rebel, (C/B)local (Am)cause

His scars went (C)deeper (C/B)than we (Am)saw

And so we (G)never knew what to say

 

My sister (C)swept the (C/B)carpets (Am)clean

But underneath

Her (C)whole world (C/B)went un(Am)seen

She buried her (C)visions (C/B)and her (Am)dreams

But they'd come (G)back for her one day

 

Look homeward (F)angel all you (G)like

You can't go (F)home again that's (G)right

The world looks (F)different to(G)night

But it (F)feels like Portland, Michigan

(C) (C/B) (Am)

It (F)feels like (G)Portland, (C)Michigan

 

Gradu(C)ation (C/B)day was (Am)bright

Ninety one

Caps and (C)gowns of (C/B)red and (Am)white

We'd lost some (C)on the (C/B)way al(Am)right

We took a  (G)moment to recall

 

Like fire(C)works must (C/B)blow a(Am)part

I landed (C)somewhere (C/B)in New (Am)York

With eight million (C)people I'd (C/B)met be(Am)fore

Yea I (G)know  'em one and all

 

I'm future (F)bound, the future's (G)bright

But in the (F)darkness and the (G)light

The past walks (F)with me side by (G)side

And it (F)feels like Portland, Michigan

It feels like (G)Portland, (C)Michigan

And if (F)I could (G)have one (C)wish again

I'd take one more (F)chance at

(G)Portland, (C)Michigan

 

It's been so (C)long since (C/B)I left (Am)there

You won't here my (C)name there (C/B)any(Am)where

But in that ceme(C)tery I (C/B)got my (Am)share

Do you (G)ever really leave at all

 

Though days of (C)promise (C/B)have gone (Am)black

And I've sifted (C)fiction (C/B)from the (Am)fact

Still I (C)wish I (C/B)could go (Am)back

Start that (G)long, dark walk

 

Back to a (C)small Mid(C/B)western (Am)town

Where roots go (C)deep in(C/B)to the (Am)ground

Innocence and (C)fear like (C/B)cousins (Am)bound

Won't you (G)meet me at midnight

In the cornstalks

 

c. Magda Lane Music/ASCAP