Jon Foreman - Southbound train

^DOh, I ^Gguess they'll ^Asay I've ^Dgrown I ^Gknow more than I ^Awanted to ^Bmknow I've said ^E7more than I wanted to ^A7say I'm headed ^Dhome ^GYeah, but I'm ^Anot so ^Dsure ^G That ^Ahome is a ^Bmplace You can still ^Gget to by ^Dtrain ^{G A}

So I'm ^Bmlooking out the window And I'm ^Edrifting off to sleep With my ^Bmface pressed up against the ^Gpane With the ^Drhythm of my heart And the ^Gringing in my ears It's the ^Arhythm of the southbound ^Dtrain ^{G D G}

^DOh, where the wind starts to look like her ^Ghair And the clouds in her bright blue ^Aeyes As the sea and the shore fall and ^Grise Like her breast as she breathes by my ^Dside And the moon is her lips as the ^Gsun Is headed on down to the s^Aea Like her head as she lays down on ^Gme Until we reach ocean ^Bmside Over and over, I ^Ghear the same refrain

It's the ^Drhythm of my heart And my ^Gsleepy girl's breathing It's the ^Arhythm of my southbound ^Dtrain ^{G D G D G Bm G}

^DOh, I su^Gppose they'll say ^AI should've ^Dknown Or ^Gmaybe I'm ^Ajust feeling ^Bmold Like a ^E7lawyer with no one to ^A7blame I'm headed ^Dhome ^GYeah, but I'm ^Anot so ^Dsure ^G That ^Ahome is a ^Bmplace That'll ^Gever be the same^{D G A}

So we ^Bmgather up our things And we ^Ehead out in the cold And your ^Bmeyes are where you carry the ^Gpain When I ^Dhear the whistle weeping It's ^Gcrying to the sky It's the ^Arhythm of the southbound^G train It's the ^Arhythm of the southbound ^Dtrain ^{G D G D}