Play A Train Song

	 
[Intro]
G D Em C
[Strophe]
G                           D 
Smokin long black Cadillac, engine’s windin down 
Em                             C 
Parked it up on the sidewalk like he owned the whole damn town 
             G              D               G              C 
I'd hear him talkin to some chick through a thick ghost of smoke 
          G                         D 
Through a thicker haze of southern comfort and coke 
                    G                         D 
He'd say girl you’re hotter than the hinges hangin off the gates of hell 
Em                                  C 
Don’t be afraid to turn to me baby if a he don't treat you well 
       G           D   G                            C 
And by he he meant me so I laughed and I shook his hand 
G                                          D 
He'd laugh a little bit louder as he would yell up at the band
[Refrain]
G                  D 
Play a train song, pour me one more round 
Em                               C 
Make’em leave my boots on on the day they lay me down 
       G        D         G                   C 
I am a runaway locomotive out of my one track mind 
        G                      D                  G D G 
And I’m lookin for any kind of trouble that I can find
[Strophe]
G                                             D 
I got this old black leather jacket, got this pack of Marlboro reds 
            Em                                  C 
I got this stash here in my pocket, got these thoughts in my own head 
         G          D               G              C 
I got to run until I’ve got walk or until I got to crawl 
        G                                D              G 
At this moment that I’m in right now and nothin else at all
[Refrain]
G                  D 
Play a train song, pour me one more round 
Em                               C 
Make’em leave my boots on on the day they lay me down 
       G        D         G                   C 
I am a runaway locomotive out of my one track mind 
        G                      D                  G D G 
And I’m lookin for any kind of trouble that I can find
[Strophe]
G                                     D 
And the television blizzard lights we looked around his place 
             Em                              C 
We found him cold there on the sofa a little smile across his face 
             G                 D       G                     C 
And though I tried with all my sadness somehow I could never weep 
      G                                 D 
For a man who looked to me like he died laughin in his sleep
[Outro]
         G           D 
Singin a train song, drinkin one last round 
Em                                   C 
We made’em leave his boots on on the day they laid him down 
         G       D          G                    C 
He was a runaway locomotive out of his one track mind 
G            C 
Play a train song 
G            C 
Play a train song 
G           D G 
Play a train song