David Bromberg - Dark hollow

I’d rather ^A be stuck in ^E some dark ^A hollow Where the sun refu^Dses to ^A shine Then to be here a^Elone, ^D knowing that you’re gone It would ^A cause me to ^E lose my ^A mind ^{E A}

So blow your ^E whistle ^A freight train Carrying me far on ^Ddown the ^A track I’m going a^Eway I’m ^D leaving today I’m ^A going and I ^E ain’t coming ^A back ^{E A}

I’d rather be stuck in ^E some dark ^A hollow Where the sun refu^Dses to ^A shine Than to be stuck in ^E New York ^D City In a ^A small room with ^E you on my ^A mind. ^{E A}