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Capo 2nd fret, with low E string open D7-Lick D F Bein' six years old, I had seen some trains before, G A D So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for. D F Trains are big and black and smokin' steam, screamin' at the wheels, G A Bigger than anything there is, at least that's the way she feels. A Trains are big and black and smokin', louder than July 4, G A D But everybody's actin' like this might be somethin' more D F Than just pickin' up the mail, or the soldiers from the war - G A D This is somethin' that even old man Wileman never seen before. Em And it's late afternoon on a hot Texas day, G A D D7-Lick Somethin' strange is goin' on, and we's all in the way. D F Well, there's fifty or sixty people, just sittin' on their cars, G A D And the old men left their dominos and come down from the bars. D F Everybody's checkin', old Jack Kittrel check his watch, G A D And us kids put our ears to the rails to hear 'em pop. A So we already knowed it, when they finally said "train time", G A D You'd a-thought that Jesus Christ himself was rollin' down the line. D F 'Cause things got real quiet, mama jerked me back, G A D But not before I'd got the chance to lay a nickel on the track, woah. D G Look out, here she comes, she's comin'; look out, there she goes, she's gone. A G D Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone. A Big and red and silver, she don't make no smoke, G A D She's a fast-rollin' streamline, come to show the folks. D G Look out, here she comes, she's comin'; look out, there she goes, she's gone. A G D Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone. A G A D D7-Lick ............Lord, she never even stopped. D F She left fifty or sixty people still sittin' on their cars, G A D Wonderin' what it's comin' to and how it got this far. D F But me, I got a nickel smashed - flatter than a dime - G A D By a mad dog, runaway red-silver streamline train. D G Look out, here she comes, she's comin'; look out, there she goes, she's gone. A G D Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone. A Big and red and silver, she don't make no smoke, G A D She's a fast-rollin' streamline, come to show the folks. D G Look out, here she comes, she's comin'; look out, there she goes, she's gone. A G D Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone. D G Look out, here she comes, she's comin'; look out, there she goes, she's gone. A G D Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone. D7-Lick D7-Lick D7-Lick D
(Words and music by Guy Clark, 1974)
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