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Lost Highway

E

             E           Esus4  E
I was just a lad, nearly twenty-two,
                                      B7
Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you,
            A                 E
And now I'm lost, too late to pray,
                  E         B7       E
I started rollin' down that lost highway.

Now, boys, don't start to ramble round,
On this road of sin or you're sorrow bound.
And you'll get lost, you'll curse the day
You started rollin' down that lost highway.

I'm a rolling stone, all alone and lost,
For a life of sin, I have paid the cost.

Long Time Man

Bb'

        C         Bb' F      C
Makes a long time man   feel bad
        C         Bb' F      C
Makes a long time man   feel bad
            C        E
When you're out all alone
   F                D/f#
No letter from your home
        C         F        C
Makes a long time man feel bad

G

I believe my dear old mother's gone
I believe my dear old mother's gone
I believe she's gone on to a better land
It makes a long time man feel bad

Go tell all my friends goodbye
You can tell all my friends so long
You can tell my friends so long,
I'll see you next time around

Liverpool Gal

     C   . . /b . .  Am . . F   . .
When first I came to London town
  C/g . .  G . . F . G C . .
A stranger I did come
    C        /b         Am    F
I'd walk the streets so silently
  C/g     G       F   G C
I did not know no-one
      Am . .   Em     .  .  F . G    C   . .
I was thinking thoughts and dreaming dreams
    C  . .        Em .  F  . . G .
The kind when you roll along
.   C       /b        Am        F
But most of all I was thinking about
    C/g      G         Am . . Em . . F . . G .
the land I'd left back home

I'd stand by the river Themes

Long Time Gone

   D
My parents raised me tenderly
  C              D
I was their only son.
   D
My mind got mixed with ramblin'
     C            D
When I was all so young.
      D
An' I left my home the first time
     C                D
When I was twelve an' one.
      D
I'm a long time a-comin', Ma
     C              D
I'll be a long time gone.

On the western side of Texas
On the Texas plains
I tried to find a job of work
But they said I's young of age.
My eyes they burned when I heard
"Go home where you belong!"
I'm a long time a-comin'
I'll be a long time gone.

Lonesome Town

C              E
There's a place where lovers go
F            G(11)     C     (/d-e)
To cry their troubles away,
F        (Dm)    C        Am
And they call it lonesome town,
Dm        G(11)         C     G(11)
Where the broken hearts stay.

You can buy a dream or two
To last you all through the years,
And the only price you pay
Is a heart full of tears.
F             Em
Goin' down to lonesome town
Dm                      C   (/d-e)
Where the broken hearts stay,
F             Em
Maybe down in lonesome town
     D7              G(11)

Legionnaire's Disease

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Lady of Carlisle

            G           C       G        C/g G
Down in Carlisle, there lived a lady
           C/g *)        G               C/g G      *) Not played in the
Being most beautiful and gay                           first verse
          G
She was determined to live a lady
          C           D     G            C/g G
No man on earth could she betray

Unless it were a man of honor
A man of honor, and high degree
And down the road came two loved soldiers
This fair lady for to see

The first one being a brave lieutenant
A brave lieutenant and a man of war

The Lady Came From Baltimore

C              G
Lady came from Baltimore,
F                C
All she wore was lace.
F                    C
 She never knew that I was poor,
G(sus4       G)
never saw my face.
Am             G
I was there to take her money,
F                   C
Steal her rings and run.
F              C
Then I fell in love
         G                   C
with the lady, got away with none.

[1 verse/refrain interlude]
The lady's name was Susan Moore,
Her daddy read the law.
She never knew that I was poor,
And lived outside the law.

Kindhearted Woman Blues

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