Don Henley - Train in the distance

^EWhen I was a young boy, roamin’ on the railroad tracks Put copper pennies on the rails, locomotive come and squash ‘em flat We’d run to fetch ‘em back, we’d run to fetch ‘em back Summer nights at Gran-ma's house, cozy in my bed Dreams of far off places, and other lives to be led ^C#mSwirling in my head, swirli^Eng in my head

And ^E/G#there's a t^Arain in the distance, there’s a whistle calling There's a t^Arain in the distance, silver ^Amaj7moonlight falling ^C#m

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^ENow, I am a grown man, turning in my sleep Debts and obligations, family ties run deep ^C#mPromises to keep, ^Epromises to keep

But ^E/G#there's a t^Arain in the distance, there’s a whistle calling There's a t^Arain in the distance, there’s a l^C#m7ight rain falling

^BmYou can ride that train to the f^Ear end of creation ^BmAway from everything and e^Everyone you know ^C#mYou better make friends with your a^Engels and your demons ^F#They will be riding with you wher^Aever you may g^E/G#o, but, you have to ^Bgo

But there's a t^Arain in the distance, there’s a whistle calling There's a t^Arain in the distance, autumn ^C#m7leaves are falling