Allison Moorer - Long black train

I've been wal^Dking these mean streets, Hard con^Gcrete beneath my ^Dfeet, Ain't fo^Dund a friendly face among the cr^Aowd, The city's li^Dke a Christmas tree, A light for ev^Gery dreamer's dr^Deam, But it se^Dems mine has fin^A7ally burnt o^Dut,

^DLong Black T^Crain take me h^Gome, I've worn o^Dut my welcome here it's time to ^Ago, ^DI have to face the music this just a^Gin't where I be^Dlong, ^DLong Black T^Crain take me ho^Dme,

I should've kno^Dwn I was mistaken, When I tho^Gught that I'd be ma^Dkin, M^Dade for myself in babyl^Aon, Though I tr^Died to do my best, The suits and t^Gies are not impr^Dessed, So with what's le^Dft of my p^A7ride I'll carry o^Dn,

^DLong Black T^Crain take me h^Gome, I've worn o^Dut my welcome here it's time to ^Ago, ^DI have to face the music this just a^Gin't where I be^Dlong, ^DLong Black T^Crain take me ho^Dme,

I'm go^Anna trade my guitar for a ti^Dcket, Then c^Bmlimb aboard and ri^Gde you on down the tr^Aack, I k^Cnow I'm licked but it's hard to ad^Dmit it, ^DMaybe some day you can bring me ^A7back,

^DLong Black T^Crain take me h^Gome, I've worn o^Dut my welcome here it's time to ^Ago, ^DI have to face the music this just a^Gin't where I be^Dlong, ^DLong black ^Ctrain take me ^Ghome, L^Dong black t^Arain take me ^Dhome