Cifra de Goodnight Loving Trail - Utah Phillips
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Goodnight Loving Trail Ao vivo Cifra por Utah Phillips
Utah Phillips - Ramblin' [Full Concert]United States, OhioWOUB-TV
Utah plays an alternating baseline on the C throughout the song. Utah's album 'Starlight on the Rails: A Songbook' features a track where Utah explains the story behind the song.
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Afinação: E A D G B ECapotraste:
2nd traste
[Intro]
C C C
C G C C7 F
C G C F
[Verse 1]
C G
Too old to wrangle or ride on the swing
You beat the triangle and you curse everything
If dirt was a kingdom, they you'd be the king
[Chorus]
On the Goodnight Trail, on the Loving Trail
Our Old Woman's lonesome tonight
Your French harp blows like the low bawling calf
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
Get in there and blow out the light
[Verse 2]
C G
With your snake oil and herbs and your liniments, too
You can do anything that a doctor can do
Except find a cure for your own god damned stew
[Chorus]
On the Goodnight Trail, on the Loving Trail
Our Old Woman's lonesome tonight
Your French harp blows like the low bawling calf
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
Get in there and blow out the light
[Verse 3]
C G
The campfire's out and the coffee's all gone
The boys are all up and they're raising the dawn
You're still sitting there, all lost in a song
[Chorus]
On the Goodnight Trail, on the Loving Trail
Our Old Woman's lonesome tonight
Your French harp blows like the low bawling calf
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
Get in there and blow out the light
[Verse 4]
C G
Yeah I know that some day I'll be just the same
Wearing an apron instead of a name
There's nothing can change it, there's no one to blame
C G
For the desert's a book wrote in lizards and sage
Easy to look like an old torn out page
Faded and cracked with the colors of age
[Chorus]
On the Goodnight Trail, on the Loving Trail
Our Old Woman's lonesome tonight
Your French harp blows like the low bawling calf
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
Get in there and blow out the light