Greenville Trestle High Chords by Doc Watson

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_ I remember as a boy how I'd wonderment and joy I'd watch the trains as [C] they'd go by
And [F] the whistles' lonesome [Bb] sound you could hear for [F] miles around
As they rolled across that Greenville trestle high
But the [Bb] whistles don't sound like [F] they used to
_ Lately not many trains [C] go by
_ [F] Hard times across the land mean [Bb] no work for a [F] railroad man
And the Greenville trestle not all seems so high _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ On the river bank I'd stand [Bb] with a cane pole [F] in my hand
Watch the freight trains up [C] against the sky
_ [F] With a black smoke trailing back [Bb] as they moved [F] along the track
That runs across that Greenville trestle high
[Bb] But the whistles don't sound [F] like they used to
Lately not many trains go [C] by
[F] Hard times across this land [Bb] mean no work for [F] a railroad man
And the [G] Greenville trestle now [F] don't seem so high _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ When the lonesome whistles whined I'd [Bb] get rambling on my mind
Lord I wish they still sounded [C] that way
_ [F] As I turned to head for home Lord [Bb] she'd rumble low [F] and long
Toward the sunset at the close of day
[Bb] No the whistles don't sound like [F] they used to
Lately not many trains [C] go by
[F] Hard times across the land mean [Bb] no work for a [F] railroad man
And the Greenville [C] trestle now don't seem so high
_ No the Greenville trestle now don't seem so high _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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