ok, here's another great bad luck brooder by the Boss...
i've heard it covered by both the smithereens & by raoul malo
(the mavericks) on the "nebraska" tribute album, but i think 
i like raoul malo's version best (i love his voice.)
 
anyway the rhythm, etc. is typical springsteen stuff,
simple yet effective.
 comments, improvments, donations are welcome.
 laura- missezpremise@aol.com


DOWNBOUND TRAIN 

               -Bruce Springsteen

Em  G  D

Em                   G
I had a job, I had a girl
                 D  
I had something going mister in this world
           Em                     G
I got laid off down at the lumber yard
              D  
Our love went bad, times got hard
      C                D
Now I work down at the carwash
                          Em
Where all it ever does is rain
           C                  D                    Em     G    D
Don't you feel like you're a rider on a downbound train


                Em         G  
She just said "Joe I gotta go
           D
We had it once we ain't got it any more"
               Em             G
She packed her bags left me behind
              D
She bought a ticket on the Central Line
            C                   D
Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining 
                             Em
I feel her kiss in the misty rain
      C               D                    Em     G    D   
And I feel like I'm a rider on a downbound train

Em  G  D

     Em                  G
Last night I heard your voice
                 D
You were crying, crying, you were so alone
               Em            G
You said your love had never died
         D
You were waiting for me at home
           Em                       G
Put on my jacket, I ran through the woods
              D
I ran till I thought my chest would explode
              Em                  G
There in the clearing, beyond the highway
        D
In the moonlight, our wedding house shone
                     Em                         G
I rushed through the yard, I burst through the front door
                 D
My head pounding hard, upstairs I climbed
              Em               G
The room was dark, our bed was empty
        D
Then I heard that long whistle whine
          C                                  G
And I dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried

       C                   D                    
Now I swing a  hammer on a road gang
                                              Em
Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain
             C                  D                    Em      G   D    Em  G   D
Now don't it feel like you're a rider on a downbound train

Em    G    D  .......

(there ya go....)