Chords for richard shindell TRANSIT

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_ _ _ Of course, it's some [A] kind of vortex.
[F#m] And they all went, _ _ bummer to bummer, [D] faster and faster, _ no sign of a trooper.
[A] _ And they all went, that sheep to slaughter, _ [E] _
bikers [B] and carpenters, doctors and _ [F#] lawyers.
[F#m] And they all went, _ _ families and pay [D] fans, regular public meetings,
you can't punish a [A] man, they fall in a river, and while the family gets [E] mean,
they seek to tamper into their _ destiny, [F#m] by an ambush, right there before them,
[D] the anger of the [A] sun, right [D] on their eyes.
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Sister Maria, _ _ hanged the bolts on the spare, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ she said a quick prayer, and put the old man _ [D] in his gear. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Thank God, the traffic was light, [E] _ _
_ if she [D] hurried, [A] she might not be [E] late, _
_ _ _ [D] for that evening's performance, had the state, can you teach me?
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She entered the common room, _ there was her choir, [D] _ _
elitists and _ baritones, bassists and tenors,
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carpenters and crafty nerds, officers and _ [A] murderers, husbands and _ sons,
[D] fathers and [A] brothers, and so it began, a glorious _ harmony, _ [B]
softly and tenderly, calling for you and [F#m] me.
But the interstate waning, way off in the distance, [D] and the sun going down, she looked right into the prison,
and [A] they'd torn up their souls, they'd torn up their memories, [E] they'd torn up their hopes,
for what's left [B] of _ [F#m] eternity, to Sister [F#m] Maria, her soul like a prism, [D] _
for the light of _ [A] forgiveness, _ upon their faces.
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