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Introdução: Am Bm A Bm
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Well, I was standing on the train tracks on a midnight blue
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Trying to remember where I left my shoes
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And in a natural way
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My thoughts returned to you
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So I walked into a honky-tonk jukebox saloon
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To reflect on my losses and rock to some tunes
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I thought it all through
Bm
Then I figured out what to do
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Id start working for the train, train, feedly-dang
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Feedle-otten Deeten-do Dangy-do
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Feedle-otten Deeten-do Ding-Train-True
Bm
I started working for the train when I was looking for you
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Sprung from the ward steel brainpan, pity-pity
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Looked you up in Freehold for a face that I could trust
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The foreman said youd left out
In some kind of state
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He pointed at the office it was already late!
Bm
I smoothed down my hair
And went to talk to the boss
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He was weary, short-tempered
And had one eye on the clock
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He said I had just seconds to make my case
Bm
I put one hand on his shoulder
And stuck the other in his face
Bm
And I said:\u2028Feelings, feelings, are somewhat symptomatic of
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Societal abrasions that conform electric static
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He said, Son I dont think you have that much of a brain
Bm
I said, Youve got to have a brain when youre working for the train
Solo
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Its a long run to Trenton
When you start about five
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Some folks are tired and hungry
Some are barely alive
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But when that engine starts pumping
Those familiar tones
Bm
I dont care where the train is going
Cuz Im already home
Bm
I spent a long year
Dancing up and down that aisle
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Pestering my savior just to let me see your smile
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The salesman was drunk
My training shot to the fore
Bm
I put my shoulder in his gut
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And knocked his samples on the floor
Bm
And I said:\u2028Feelings, feelings, are somewhat symptomatic of
A
Societal abrasions that conform electric static
E
He said, Son I dont think you have that much of a brain
Bm
I said, Youve got to have a brain when youre working for the train
Bm
Train, train, feedly-dang
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Feedle-otten Deeten-do Dangy-do
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Feedle-otten Deeten-do Ding-Train-True
Bm
I started working for the train when I was looking for you
Bm
The Princeton Junction Depot
Is straight known to be staid
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They wear Hounds-tooth and khaki
Most have already paid
F#
I looked under my visor
My heart stopped like it got froze
Bm
Lipstick like a 60s Vette
And polish on your toes
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You had half of a smile
Watching me shakin like a hound
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As triumpth filled my body
Missing love had been found
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I whooped and called Metuchen
As I stepped through the door
Bm
I put my hands around your hips
And kissed you then and ever more
Bm
And I said:\u2028Feelings, feelings, are somewhat symptomatic of
A
Societal abrasions that conform electric static
E
She said, Son I dont think you have that much of a brain
Bm
But youI got to have a brain cos youre working for the train
Bm
Train, train, feedly-dang
E
Feedle-otten Deeten-do Dangy-do
F#
Feedle-otten Deeten-do Ding-Train-True
Bm
I started working for the train when I was looking for you
F#
I started working for the
Bm
Train, train, feedly-dang
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Feedle-otten Deeten-do Dangy-do
F#
Feedle-otten Deeten-do Ding-Train-True
I started working for the train
BmA FE D
Ive finally found you
BmA FE D
Ive finally found you
BmA FE D
Ive finally found you
BmA FE D
Ive finally found you