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Intro:
One verse intro (w/harp)
G . C . D . .
G . C . D . . G C/g G . G . . .
G C /b
Rambling out of the wild west
D
Leaving the towns I love the best
G C
Thought I'd seen some ups and downs
D /f# G (. /e/d . )
'Till I come into New York town
C /b
People going down to the ground
D /f# G
Buildings going up to the sky.
G . C /b D . . /f#G ./e/d G
G
G Am
While riding on a train goin' west,
C/g D/f#
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
C /b G C/g G
I dreamed a dream that made me sad,
D C /b G
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon,
Where we together weathered many a storm,
G
Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto
They are ridin' down the line
Fixin' ev'rybody's troubles
C
Ev'rybody's 'cept mine
G
Somebody musta tol' 'em
C (C/b) D/a G
That I was doin' fine
[1 verse harmonica solo: G' . . . | G' . . . | G' . G7'. | C . . . | G . D . | G]
Oh you five and ten cent women With nothin' in your heads
Intro and between verses:
G C/g G C/g G
Well, I'm walkin' down the line,
C/g G
I'm walkin' down the line
C/g G
An' I'm walkin' down the line.
C/g G
My feet'll be a-flyin'
D7sus4 C/g G
To tell about my troubled mind.
I got a heavy-headed gal
I got a heavy-headed gal
I got a heavy-headed gal
She ain't feelin' well
When she's better only time will tell
Bb
The trail is dark and dusty
Eb F
The road is kind of rough,
Bb
But the good road is a-waiting
Eb F
And boys it ain't far off.
Bb
Trails of troubles,
Eb F
Roads of battles,
Bb
Paths of victory,
F Bb
We shall walk.
I walked down to the valley,
I turned my head up high.
I seen that silver linin'
That was hangin' in the sky.
Trails of troubles,
Roads of battles,
Paths of victory,
Em
I can't wait
A Em
Wait for you to change your mind
It's late
A Em
I'm tryin to walk the line
Well it's way past midnight
And there's people all around
A
Some on their way up
Some on their way down
Em A
The air burns and I'm tryin to think straight
C B7 Em
And I don't know how much longer I can wait
