Greenlight On The Southern Chords by Tony Rice

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Standing on the side track [Bb] at the south [Eb] end of town,
On a dry hot dusty August [Bb] day, steam pipe blowing down.
[Eb] A fireman with his long oil [Bb] can, oiling the [Eb] old valve gear,
Waiting for the fast mail [Bb] train to Semaphore [Eb] to clear. _
_ The engineer in the old high cab, [Bb] his gold watch in [Eb] his hand,
Looking at the water glass [Bb] and letting down [Eb] the sand.
Rolling out on the old main [Bb] line, taking up [Eb] the slack.
Gone the day, so they say, [Bb] but tomorrow he'll be [Eb] back.
_ Oh, if I [Ab] could [Eb] return [Ab] to those boyhood [Bb] days of mine,
[Eb] And the green light on the southern, southern railroad line. _ _ _ _
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_ _ Creeping down the rusty [Bb] rails of the weed [Eb]-grown branch line,
Sectioned houses gray and [Bb] white by the yard limit [Eb] sign.
The hoggers call the old high [Bb] ball, no more time [Eb] to wait.
Rolling down to Birmingham with a ten-car local freight.
_ Oh, if I [Ab] could [Eb] return [Ab] to those boyhood [Fm] [Bb] days of mine,
[Eb] And the green light on the southern, southern railroad [Eb] line. _ _ _ _
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_ _ Whistles scream with a hiss of [Bb] steam, the [Eb] headlight gleams clear.
The drivers roll on the green and [Bb] gold, getting mighty near.
[Eb] Handing up the orders [Bb] to the engine [Eb] crew on time,
It's the Alabama Great Southern [Bb] AGS [Eb] railroad line.
_ Oh, if I [Ab] could [Eb] return to [Ab] those boyhood [Fm] days [Bb] of mine,
And [Eb] the green light on the southern, southern railroad line.
Oh, if I [Ab] could [Eb] return to [Ab] those [Fm] boyhood [Bb] days of mine,
[Eb] And the green light on the southern, southern railroad [Eb] line. _ _
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