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One of my favorite tunes from Roger's latest album "Southbound Train" (Chillicothe is the town in Ohio and the location of Chillicothe Federal Prison) Intro: D Verse:
DLow down in Ohio from the day he was born GCharlie hit that hard road, rollin' like a thunder sDtorm Trouble as his shadow, larceny in his blood They sGlapped him in the castle, for lightin' up some peckerDwood He got Geleven twenty-nine the first time, rode it out like a Dtrain Walked down to the bus line through the AChillicothe Drain Cadd9 Bm A
Chorus:
GSome people stay in hell just because they know the names of the sDtreets Some lay their soul on the anvil, hand 'em the hammer, that's mAe DSorry for the trouble, the worry and the Gpain Sorry I never had sense enough to Dget out of the AChillicothe Drain
Verse:
DHe hung around in pool halls, like to never find a job GFinally started bouncin' for some dude, connected with the Steubenville Dmob Fell hard for a dancer, she took him for a ride She coulda Gcleared him with her answer, she got on the stand and Dlied He got Gten years for good behavior, ten years and mark of DCain The guard hollered "See ya later" thrAough the hard ChDillicotCadd9he raiBmn A
Chorus:
GSome people stay in hell just because they know the names of the sDtreets Some lay their soul on the anvil, hand 'em the hammer, that's mAe DSorry for the trouble, the worry and the Gpain Sorry I never had sense enough to Dget out of the AChillicothe Drain
Break: Cadd9 Bm A G A D Verse:
DCharlie stayed clear of trouble, for a year he walked that line GTryin' to rebuild from the rubble, set things straight in his Dmind One night he got a phone call, said "mom I'll be right back" GShe just killed the porch light when she heard sirens down by the tDracks The Gscore he swore he'd settle got him more than a ball and Dchain Got him the Lord's prayer and Satan's chair in the CAhillicothe rDain Cadd9 Bm A
Chorus:
GSome people stay in hell just because they know the names of the sDtreets Some lay their soul on the anvil, hand 'em the hammer, that's mAe My sDtorm will soon be over when they run lighGtning through my brain By the time you read this I'll be a lDily-white mist in the CAhillicothe rDain By the tGime you read this I'll be a lDily-white mist in the CAhillicothe rDain