Trains To Brazil

F
It's 1 o'clock on a Friday morning
    Am
I'm trying to keep my back from the 
wall
    Dm
The prophets and their bombs have 
had another success
        C#                         
And I'm wondering why we bother at 
Bbm
all
      F
And I think of you on cold winter 
mornings
              Am
Darling, they remind me of when we 
were at school
Dm
Nothing really matter when you 
called out my name, in fact
Gm
Nothing really mattered at all

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      C                            
And I think about how long it will 
Am                    Bb
take them to blow us away
    Dm C     F      Am
But I  won't get me down
         C                         
I'm just thankful to be facing the 
Gm
day
'Cause days don't get you far when 
           F
you're gone

F
It's five o'clock on a Friday 
morning
    Am
One hundred telephones shake and 
ring
    Dm                             
And one of them is from someone who
          C# Bbm
 knew you
            F
And I still think of you on cold 
winter mornings
                    Am
Darling, they still remind me of 
when we were at school
                Dm
When they could never have persuaded
 me that lives like yours
         Gm
Were the hands of these erroneous 
fools

       C                         
And to those of you who moan your 
               Am             Bb
lives through one day to the next
      Dm  C    F        Am
Well, let them take you next
          C                   
Can't you live and be thankful 
        G#
you're here?
See, it could be you tomorrow, next 
     F
year

(Dm C F Am)