Breakman taby ukulele według Nathaniel Rateliff

Am               F                 
  I was a brakeman, the sharpest of all them
E                          Am
  Hoping to be there and it good
Am               F       
  I was a bum rush, and pardon the self lust
E                      Am
  It wasn’t always understood
Am              F                      E                         Am 
  I was a combing I comb every shoreline, I wanted to damage just a few


C                           G
  Hoping our timing won’t be swift enough
                        F                            Am
  And they’ll carry us away. And they’ll carry us away


Am               F                
  I was a cold one, colder than ever,
E                                 Am
  Did you feel the chill I left on you
Am                          F                       
  Now back on the brake lines and steeper than I climb
E                               Am    
  Well if there’s one well it be you

G           F               C                  Am
  Take your rind, take your fall and laying your trap for me
G          F              C                 Am
  Take this wig up off my head it did what it had to do
G         F                 C                  Am
  It runs back, straight and true and leaving no more