Justin Townes Earle - The ghost of virginia

Well she ^Gcomes out at night with the cold winds of December And when it's ^Cquiet you hear her engines cry^G She blows ^Gsmoke out her wheels and her gears pound the steel As they ^Ccarry her ^Dhome down the ^Gline Now I'm ^Gsure that you've heard stories as most of us have In the ^Clunch counter and barber shop queues^G She's the ^GGhost of Virginia and from here up to Richmond She ^Cruns by the ^Dlight of the ^GMoon

Well a ^Gfew years back on the old Suffolk Road Where it ^Ccrosses the abandoned rail ^Gline My G^Grandpa claimed that he'd seen a freight train And it ^Cwasn't no ^Dsleek stream ^Gline She was ^Gcoal black and steel and she screamed as she cut Her w^Cay clear of the ^Gpines But he ^Gswears to this day he can feel the earth shake And smell her s^Cmoke when the ^Dwind's just ^Gright

Yeah but ^Gback in her day she was a real working horse Haulin' ^Ccoal out for old man W^Gard She was ^Gtied up with ribbons and set out to Richmond Haulin' ^Csoldiers ^Dduring the ^Gwar Ah but ^Gsome say she wrecked and she rides these rails Hopin' ^Cone day that she'll get it ^Gright ^GOthers say she roams out picking up lost souls ^CCarryin 'em ^Ddown to Caro^Glina

So ^Gif you're ever out on the old Suffolk Road And you ^Csee this strangest of ^Gsights She's the ^GGhost of Virginia bound from Raleigh up to Richmond And you'd ^Cbest stay ^Dout of her ^Gline Yeah you'd ^Cbest stay ^Dout of her ^Gline