D A G D Well it was good one time everything was mighty fineA D The coal tipples roared day and nightD A G D But things they got slow for no reason that I knowD A D And ill winds they hove into sight [Verse]D A G D The mines all closed down everybody laid aroundA D There wasn't very much left to doA G D Except stand in that line to get your ration script on timeA D And woman I could see it killin' you [Chorus]D A D Now the soft new snows of DecemberContinúa después del anuncioBm G D Lightly fall my cabin 'roundG And the last train from Poor ValleyD G A G D Takin' brown haired Becky Richmond bound [Verse]A G D It's been a comin' on and on lord soon you would be goneA D Leavin' crossed your mind every dayA G D Then you said to me things are bad back home you seeA D I guess I better be on my way [Verse]A G D Well I should blame you now but I never could somehowA D A miner's wife you weren't cutout to beA G D It wasn't what you thought just some dreams that you'd boughtA D When you left home and ran away with me [Chorus]D A D Now the soft new snows of DecemberBm G D Lightly fall my cabin 'roundG And the last train from Poor ValleyD G A G D Takin' brown haired Becky Richmond bound [Otro]G And the last train from Poor ValleyD G A G D Takin' brown haired Becky Richmond bound
Last Train From Poor Valley
Norman Blake
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