[Intro] G C/CG Well, I drive a mailtrain, babyG Can't buy a thrillG Well, I've been up all night, babyG Leanin' on the windowsillG7 C D D7 Well, If I die on top of the hillG And if I don't make itG You know my baby willG Don't the moon look good, mamaG Shinin’ through the trees?G Don't the brakeman look good, mamaG Flagging down the “Double E”G G7 Don’t the sun look goodC D D7 Goin’ down over the sea?G But, don’t my gal look fineG When she’s comin’ after me [Solo de gaita]G Now, the wintertime is comingG The windows are filled with frostG I went to tell everybodyG But I could not get acrossG7 Well, I wanna be your lover, babyC D D7 I don’t wanna be your bossG Don’t say I never warned youG When your train gets lost [Solo final de gaita]
It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry
Bob Dylan
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