Sat, 5 Jan 2002 22:10:18 -0500

(Key of E, played from open C position with capo at the 4th fret)

While travelling on a train one morning, just to take a ride,

The car was full and I did not know who I sat down besi[-]de.

Then she said “It’s been a long, long time.” I felt my blood run cold.

For there, beside me, sat the girl who turned my heart to stone.

She said she was sorry for what she’d done, she’d started ife anew.
And ‘though she told me many times before, this time I believed it was true.
So I took her to the porter’s car, I got down on my knees.
And as I held her in my arms, she said that she’d marry me. (C7)

Chorus:
A little cabin in the countryside, curtains and fancy frills.

A little girl with dark brown eyes, and flowers in the dell,

In the dell, and flowers in the dell.

The train pulled into the Lincoln station. I reached up to help her down,
But she ran into another man’s arms as soon as her feet touched the ground.
Then she turned and she looked and I heard her laugh, for all the world to see.
And as she turned, I reached out and grabbed her, before she could walk away.

The whistle blew, I heard her scream, I’ll hear it ‘til my dying day,

And as she struggled, I turned and I threw her beneath the wheels of the tr[-]ain.

(Chorus)

(Instrumental verse)

The judge he said ninety-nine years, grant him no parole.

They put me in a cell in shackles and chains and nailed up the do[-]or.

(Chorus)

Well hello neighbor
I been meaning to talk to you
I been putting it off
It’s something I gotta do
I been living with a secret
Been keeping me awake
There’s just something I gotta say

chorus
I shot your dog
He was on my property
I thought he was a coyote on the run
I been missing some chickens
So I pulled the trigger
I feel so bad ‘bout what I done

You don’t have to say nothin’
I can tell how you feel
I’d feel the same
If it was me
I’m awfully sorry
If I could make it up to you
In any way tell me what to do

chorus
Gotta an old coon hound
If it’ll make you feel better
She’s comin’ in next week
You get the pick of the litter

chorus

I feel so bad ‘bout what I done

Fred Eaglesmith vocals/guitar
Ralph Schipper bass/vocals
Peter Van Alten drums
Kim Deschamps steel guitar
Richard Bell keyboards
Lynn Miles vocals

Darling lately something’s been missing
When we go out at night
There’s a fire in your eyes
But something is missingt
It just doesn’t burn as bright
You take my hand more than you used to
But I’m not sure that it’s love
And you seem to stumble more often these days
Darling I keep holding you up
Even your friends say you’re out of touch
Darling are you drinking too much
Darling lately I see you’ve been buying
Your cocktails two at a time
And when it’s last call and your glass is empty
You’ve been finishing mine
You take my hand more than you used to
But I’m not sure that it’s love
And you seem to stumble more often these days
Darling I keep holding you up
Even your friends say you’re out of touch
Darling are you drinking too much
You used to be the life of the party
And not just the talk of the town
And you used to go out every night
Now you’re afraid of the crowd
Even our friends say that your out of touch
Darling are you drinking too much
Darling are you drinking too much

>From LIPSTICK LIES & GASOLINE
Razor & Tie Records 1997
Bash Music(ASCAP)

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You should put a capo on the fourth fret. This song is in the key of B, which should
make the harmonica in the key of E. I don’t have a harmonica in that key, but thats what it
should be. You can also play this song with a capo on the second fret and replacing the G
and G7 with A and A7, C/C7 with D/D7, and D with E which I listed on a different
“thingy” above. It is recorded with the capo on the fourth fret, but I think it’s got a little
more bite when played on the second fret. The chord progression is simple. All Fred Eaglesmith
does during the verses and between verses/chorus is a double strum switching back and forth
between the G and G7. He doesn’t play C7 after C, but it sounds good anyway. Same
concept as the G/G7 so I’m not going to write it down. Without further ado, here it is. I’m sorry
the chords are a little bit off. I can’t seem to get them right.

Streak of lightning coming down the highway
Turn around and watch it go
Switch on the lights, put on the highbeams
Better find a preacher on the radio

Chorus:
I like to drive at 105, its just how fast i got to go
I got the gears and i got the motor, aint no reason to go slow
And i like the speed i like the motion, I like the rockin machine
I like to drive at 105, better hurry up if you wanna catch me

Neon sign flashin by like something in your eye
Elvis on the radio almost makes you cry
Flashing lights in the rearview you don’t pay ‘em any mind
Step on the gas, pull out to pass, and leave ‘em far behind

I like to drive at 105, its just how fast i got to go
I got the gears and i got the motor, aint no reason to go slow
And i like the speed i like the motion, I like the rockin machine
I like to drive at 105, better hurry up if you wanna catch me

You shouldnt ought to done it honey, you shouldnt ought to run around
But two cant be on the highway darlin, and I’m the one thats out there now

I like to drive at 105, its just how fast i got to go
I got the gears and i got the motor, aint no reason to go slow
And i like the speed i like the motion, I like the rockin machine
I like to drive at 105, better hurry up if you wanna catch me

Capo 3

Intro D

Rifles in the morning turkeys in the grain
Desperate boys in windswept fields runnin for the train
Skin soaked revelations Whiskey before dawn
It wont be the same now that Carters gone

Drive ins on the state line that high and lonesome sound
Wake up on that hilltop Carters in the ground
It makes you kinda hang your head cry into the dawn
Cause it wont be the same now that Carters gone

White doves in the hollow I heard somebody say
Nobodys ever gonna play those songs that way again

And I drive thru old Kentucky tearing thru the gears
Trying not to think of him through all my bluegrass tears
Put that guitar beneath the bus I cant play another one
They dont sound the same now that Carters gone

Things will never be the same now that Carters gone

[1)]
I saw Big Bear Henry ,Two Turtle Jim
Rolling into town, they was ridin’ on the rims
Sold their tires to buy themselves a couple of cases of beer
They got there a little too late ,
So they broke down the door and they shot up the place
Now everybody’s gone crazy ‘round here

chorus
And it’s restless nights and endless fights
A hundred miles an hour and no headlights
Fiddles and accordions ,Tear stained steel guitars
It’s a tar-paper shack ,Whiskey and smack
Two guns left on a five rifle rack
Somebody ‘round here’s gonna get killed And that’s for sure

[2)]Set up the barricade on the line
The cops came down and bullets were flying
Held ‘em up and then we held ‘em off ‘Till just afore dawn
They got Bear and then they got Jim
And then we got a couple of them
And if we make the trade They say they’ll call it off

chorus
And it’s restless nights and endless fights
A hundred miles an hour and no headlights
Fiddles and accordions ,Tear stained steel guitars
It’s a tar-paper shack ,Whiskey and smack
Two guns left on a five rifle rack
Somebody ‘round here’s gonna get killed And that’s for sure

[3)]Up in the churchyard the choir is a’singing
I can hear mandolins ringing
Dogs are a’barkin’, ambulances wailin’ Out on the edge of town
The radio says the whole thing is over
But there ain’t much that they don’t know
‘Cause tomorrow morning the whole thing’s gonna go down

chorus
And it’s restless nights and endless fights
A hundred miles an hour and no headlights
Fiddles and accordions ,Tear stained steel guitars
It’s a tar-paper shack ,Whiskey and smack
Two guns left on a five rifle rack
Somebody ‘round here’s gonna get killed And that’s for sure
Somebody ‘round here’s gonna get killed
And that’s for sure
Somebody ‘round here’s gonna get killed
And that’s for sure

(Pattern 1)
Seems every time I get somewhere, I’m leavin’.
I get so tired of the smell of di[-]esel
Every time I get somewhere, it seems I’ve got to go
Living, living out on the ro[-]ad.

(Pattern 2)
The girl in the bar room, darlin’, she says you need some sleep.
No matter how I try it seems I just can’t get any.
It’s another place another face, just like the ones before,
Living, living out on the road.

(Pattern 1)
Cold nights and farmhouse lights and no place to call home
Train station and Salvation Army’s all that I know
It’s another mile gone by, it’s another mile to go,
Living, living out on the road.

(Pattern 2)
The cars on the highway, they just roll on by.
Maybe a freight train or a big bird in the sky
Maybe just another night out in the dark and cold
Living, living out on the road.

Instrumental Pattern 1

(Pattern 2)
The cars on the highway, they just roll on by.
Maybe a freight train or a big bird in the sky
Maybe just another night out in the dark and cold
Living, living out on the road.
Living, living out on the road.

capo 2nd fret

intro

G-Am-C G-Am-C G-Am-C G-Am-C-D

My neighbor’s car got stole last night right out of his driveway
We heard the dogs a barkin’ we never paid ‘em any mind
Mary says she’s gonna lock the door from now on when we go away
And I’ve been walkin’ around this farm wonderin’ if it’s time...

chorus
Time to get a gun that’s what I’ve been thinkin'
I could afford one if I did just a little less drinkin’
Time to put somethin' between me & the sun
When the talkin’ is over it’s time to get a gun

Last week a government man was there
when I walked out of my back door
He said I’m sorry to bother ya son
But it don’t matter anymore
Cause even while we’re talking
right here where we stand
we’re making plans for a 4-lane highway
and a brand new overpass

bridge
Mary says she’s worried about herself and kids
She’s never known anybody had a gun
and her daddy never did
But I think it should be up to me
‘Cause when it’s all said and done
Somebody’s gotta walk into the night
Well I’m gonna be that one

chorus