Steep Grade Sharp Curves

Yonder Mountain String Band

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Tom:
G [Verse]
C G About three miles from border town, the California-Nevada line
G F The morning sun does rise and fall, and the midnight wind it does whistle and wind
G C G Like a dust cloud from the flatland with the force of the mountain behind
C G F G Stood in front of me, a vision to see, with her thumb aimed to the sky
G C G Yes she jumped inside and spoke her name, Cecelia Dee from Abilene
G F I caught her eye, as I was hypnotized, like a fire fed with kerosene
G C G Just one look, that was all it took, I was trying to put up a good fight but I was hooked
C G F G “Down the road a way” she said to me, “and then we'll see how far we go” [Chorus]
G C G Steep grade, sharp curves, a treacherous stretch of highway
G D G Put me in a tailspin that I just might never get out of
G C G Steep grade, sharp curves, said she was going my way
C G F G Wishin' now till my dying day that I had never believed her [Verse]
G C G There began the night of my life with the cheap cocaine and neon lights
G F My vision, my lungs, and reality blurred, no heaven or hell, no wrong or right
G C G Stuck my face to her hands and kissed me like none ever before
C G F G Said do what you want, do what you will, but don't you dare leave me tonight [Chorus]
G C G Steep grade, sharp curves, a treacherous stretch of highway
G D G Put me in a tailspin that I just might never get out of
G C G Steep grade, sharp curves, said she was going my way
C G F G Wishin' now till my dying day that I had never believed her [Verse]
G C G Now it's three days later the time doesn't matter, just tell me where's my watch and my cash
G F Forgive me please for how I might have behaved, for I can't seem to remember what happened last
G C G She was like a dream, one heaven scheme, Cecelia Dee from Abilene
C G F Last thing I remember she was smilin' like the devil and laughing like all hell
G As she rode out of sight [Chorus]
G C G Steep grade, sharp curves, a treacherous stretch of highway
G D G Put me in a tailspin that I just might never get out of
G C G Steep grade, sharp curves, said she was going my way
C G F G Wishin' now till my dying day that I had never believed her [Outro]
F G woo ooooh ooooh
C G F G Wishin' now till my dying day that I had never believed her
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