Downbound Train taby ukulele według Bruce Springsteen

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

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

| Eb7 | F | F | Gm | Eb | F | Gm | F |

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

               Eb                          F
Now I swing a sledge hammer on a railroad gang
                                               Gm
Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain
              Eb                 F            Gm  Eb  F
Now don't it feel like you're a rider on a downbound train