Chords for Hobo Bill's Last Ride - Hank Snow
Tempo:
127.4 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
B
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] [A]
On an eastbound freight train, [D] speeding [A] through the night,
[D] old Boat Bill, [A] a railroad bum, [B] was fighting for [E] his life.
[A] The sadness of his eyes revealed [D] the torture [A] of his soul.
[D] He raised a weak [A] and a weary hand [E] to brush away [A] the cold.
No more lights flickering around, no [D] blankets [A] there to fold.
[D] Nothing [A] but the howling wind [B] and the driving rain [E] so cold.
[A] When he heard a whistle blowing [D] in a dreamy [A] kind of way,
[D] the whole boat [A] seemed contented for [E] he smiled there where [A] he lay.
[D] [A]
[E] [A]
Outside the rain was falling [D] on that lonesome [A] boxcar door,
[D] but the little [A] farmer, old Boat Bill, lay [B] still upon [E] the floor.
[A] As the train sped through the darkness [D] and the raging storm [A] outside,
[D] no one knew [A] that old Boat Bill [E] was taking his [A] last ride.
[D] It [A]
was early in the morning [D] when Boat Bill raised the [A] hobo's head.
[D] The smile still [A] lingered on his face, [B] but old Boat Bill [E] was dead.
[A] There was no mother longing [D] to soothe his [A] weary soul,
[D] for he was [A] just a railroad bum [E] who died out in [A] the cold.
[N]
On an eastbound freight train, [D] speeding [A] through the night,
[D] old Boat Bill, [A] a railroad bum, [B] was fighting for [E] his life.
[A] The sadness of his eyes revealed [D] the torture [A] of his soul.
[D] He raised a weak [A] and a weary hand [E] to brush away [A] the cold.
No more lights flickering around, no [D] blankets [A] there to fold.
[D] Nothing [A] but the howling wind [B] and the driving rain [E] so cold.
[A] When he heard a whistle blowing [D] in a dreamy [A] kind of way,
[D] the whole boat [A] seemed contented for [E] he smiled there where [A] he lay.
[D] [A]
[E] [A]
Outside the rain was falling [D] on that lonesome [A] boxcar door,
[D] but the little [A] farmer, old Boat Bill, lay [B] still upon [E] the floor.
[A] As the train sped through the darkness [D] and the raging storm [A] outside,
[D] no one knew [A] that old Boat Bill [E] was taking his [A] last ride.
[D] It [A]
was early in the morning [D] when Boat Bill raised the [A] hobo's head.
[D] The smile still [A] lingered on his face, [B] but old Boat Bill [E] was dead.
[A] There was no mother longing [D] to soothe his [A] weary soul,
[D] for he was [A] just a railroad bum [E] who died out in [A] the cold.
[N]
Key:
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[Am] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ On _ _ an eastbound freight train, [D] speeding _ [A] through the night, _
[D] old Boat Bill, [A] a railroad bum, [B] was fighting for [E] his life. _
[A] The sadness of his eyes revealed [D] the torture [A] of his soul. _
[D] He raised a weak [A] and a weary hand [E] to brush away [A] the cold. _
No more lights flickering around, no [D] blankets _ [A] there to fold. _
[D] _ Nothing [A] but the howling wind [B] and the driving rain [E] so cold. _
[A] When he heard a whistle _ blowing [D] in a dreamy [A] kind of way,
[D] the whole boat [A] seemed contented for [E] he smiled there where [A] he lay. _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _
Outside the rain was falling [D] on that lonesome [A] boxcar door,
[D] but the little _ [A] farmer, old Boat Bill, lay [B] still upon [E] the floor. _
[A] As the train sped through the darkness [D] and the raging storm [A] outside, _ _
[D] no one knew [A] that old Boat Bill [E] was taking his [A] last ride. _
[D] It _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
was early in the morning _ [D] when Boat Bill raised the [A] hobo's head.
[D] The smile still [A] lingered on his face, [B] but old Boat Bill [E] was dead. _
[A] There was no mother longing [D] to soothe his [A] weary _ soul,
[D] for he was [A] just a railroad bum [E] who died out in [A] the cold. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ On _ _ an eastbound freight train, [D] speeding _ [A] through the night, _
[D] old Boat Bill, [A] a railroad bum, [B] was fighting for [E] his life. _
[A] The sadness of his eyes revealed [D] the torture [A] of his soul. _
[D] He raised a weak [A] and a weary hand [E] to brush away [A] the cold. _
No more lights flickering around, no [D] blankets _ [A] there to fold. _
[D] _ Nothing [A] but the howling wind [B] and the driving rain [E] so cold. _
[A] When he heard a whistle _ blowing [D] in a dreamy [A] kind of way,
[D] the whole boat [A] seemed contented for [E] he smiled there where [A] he lay. _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _
Outside the rain was falling [D] on that lonesome [A] boxcar door,
[D] but the little _ [A] farmer, old Boat Bill, lay [B] still upon [E] the floor. _
[A] As the train sped through the darkness [D] and the raging storm [A] outside, _ _
[D] no one knew [A] that old Boat Bill [E] was taking his [A] last ride. _
[D] It _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
was early in the morning _ [D] when Boat Bill raised the [A] hobo's head.
[D] The smile still [A] lingered on his face, [B] but old Boat Bill [E] was dead. _
[A] There was no mother longing [D] to soothe his [A] weary _ soul,
[D] for he was [A] just a railroad bum [E] who died out in [A] the cold. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _