Cifra de Train To New Orleans - Timothy Robert Salzman
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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Walkin’ thru the alley way on down that dusty road
I bear a heavy burden and I drag this heavy load
All my songs, and all my poems, and all my little dreams
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Went up in smoke the day I jumped that train to New Orleans
[Verse 2]
The whistle blew, they locked the doors and we were on our way
Darkness rolled across the sky to mark that dreadful day
The porter dipped his feather pen and asked us for our names
My life would change the day I took that train to New Orleans
[Chorus]
Sometimes when I stand at that fork in the lane
And the clouds up above ain’t got no rain
The choice I make, is the path in between
And I board that train to New Orleans
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
A bearded man sat next to me and asked me for a smoke
I passed the fire and waited there and listened when he spoke
He talked of life, and talked of fear and he told me what he’d seen
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Said that I should not be on that train to New Orleans
[Verse 4]
As time rolled by he pointed out the chains across the door
There’s no way in and no way out we’re here forevermore
Suddenly across the car I heard the Porter scream
You're the one who paid the fare for the train to New Orleans
[Chorus]
Sometimes when I stand at that fork in the lane
And the clouds up above ain’t got no rain
The choice I make, is the path in between
And I board that train to New Orleans
[Instrumental]
Am F Am F Am F C G C
[Verse 5]
There’s a mystery to this life, there’s a secret in this tale
When you’re in that alley way walkin’ down that dusty trail
There’s a sign post pointin’ to the station down the street
But if you board that train you’ll never get to New Orleans
[Chorus]
Sometimes when I stand at that fork in the lane
And the whistle down the street seems to call my name
And I walk in the steps of Kings and Queens
As I board that train to New Orleans
This train ain’t goin’ to New Orleans