The Band of Heathens - Jackson station

Well ^GMamas' got a voice like ^Dsugar, it's so sweet and ^Gfine ^GSister sang amazing grace she's right in time^D And ^Gthey're laying poor poppa ^G7low, in the ^Cground that he worked and ^Cadd9sowed And ^GI'll be waiting at the Jackson ^DStation for the train to ^Groll

She's been ^Gup all night, she got ^Dcrows walking around her ^Geyes ^GBut she can still raise a cup in a toast till the well ran ^Ddry ^GHe left her on a Tuesday ^G7still, with ^Cgin, whiskey and a bottle of ^Cadd9pills And now she's ^Gwaitin' at the Jackson ^DStation looking over the ^Ghill

^CTake me away hear that ^Gwhistle play a sad sad song ^CLay me down where the ^Griver runs wide and ^Dstrong ^GSometimes she rides a ticket ^G7home ^COther times she'll leave you all ^Cmalone ^GJust a waiting at the Jackson ^DStation waiting for the ^Gtrain to go

Well the ^Gfour nineteen rolls ^Don the red ball ^Gline ^GAnd the backwater shacks awaken to the four one ^Dnine And ^Gshe's got smoke coming out of her ^G7stack ^CDead running on a ten mile ^Cadd9track She's ^Gwaiting at the ^DJackson Station never coming ^Gback She's ^Gwaiting at the ^DJackson Station never coming ^Gback G D C hold She's waiting at the Jackson Station never coming back ^CAin't never coming ^Gback