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I modified an existing tab for the original version of this song. Tune down half a step to play with Dustin.
FBaby, I Freally wanna Gknow. FI think you should Fstop your Gcryin' FHere’s my kerchief tFo dry your eyGes, FYou know that I Glove you, FRuAmby Fhere I Fam Come Frub it 'pon me Ambelly Like some Gguava Fjelly. FDamsel, Fhere I Fam F Am Come rub it 'pon me belly G F Like some guava jelly. F
F F F This train is bound for glory, this train, yeah I’m talkin’ bout F F F This train is bound for glory - this train F - Pause F This train is bound for glory,
FThis train will carry no unholy F F F F Cuz the stone that the builder refuse F F F F Will always be the head cornerstone F F F F The stone that the builder refuse F F F Will always be the head cornerstone. G F You're a builder, baby; F F Here I am, a stone G F Don't mean to confuse you girl, F F 'Cause the things we refuse F F Are the things we should choose. Am G Can you hear me? Hear what I say!
F F F This train is bound for glory, this train, yeah I’m talkin’ bout F F F This train is bound for glory - this train F - Pause F This train is bound for glory,
FThis train will carry no unholy G F Cuz I, I just can’t be saved End on F