Walkin Down The Road

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Well, I'm walkin' down the road with my hat on my head
F
Had to leave my mama in my big brass bed
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Well, sun is shinin' on me and you know it sure feels fine
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Lord, I made it to the station with my suitcase in my hand
F
Walked up to the window like a nat'ral born man
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Said I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on time
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(choo-choo, choo-choo)
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Lord, I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on time
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Well, these two dollar shoes, Lord, they hurt my feet
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But that fifty-cent liquor, well it could not be beat
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And I see no reason, reason to be sad
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'cause I'm goin' where them cold, cold winds don't blow
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Where the streams and rivers, Lord, they all run slow
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Ain't no use in cryin', cryin' over what you had
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Lord, ain't no use in cryin', cryin over what you had


(NATIONAL STEEL G  O)
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(ahhh, ahhh)

D
Well, I'm walkin' down the road with my hat on my head
F
Had to leave my mama in my big brass bed
G
Well, sun is shinin' on me
                           D
And you know it sure feels fine
D
Lord, I made it to the station with my suitcase in my hand
F
Walked up to the window like a nat'ral born man
G                                                D
Said I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on time
D
(choo-choo, choo-choo)
 A7                                               D     C  G  D  C D
Lord I sure do hope that choo-cchoo train runs on time