The Ozark Mountain Daredevils - Walkin down the road

^DWell, I'm walkin' down the road with my hat on my head ^FHad to leave my mama in my big brass bed ^GWell, sun is shinin' on me and you know it sure feels ^Dfine ^DLord, I made it to the station with my suitcase in my hand ^FWalked up to the window like a nat'ral born man ^GSaid I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on ^Dtime ^D(choo-choo, choo-choo) ^A7Lord, I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on ^Dtime ^DWell, these two dollar shoes, Lord, they hurt my feet ^FBut that fifty-cent liquor, well it could not be beat ^GAnd I see no reason, reason to be ^Dsad ^D'cause I'm goin' where them cold, cold winds don't blow ^FWhere the streams and rivers, Lord, they all run slow ^GAin't no use in cryin', cryin' over what you ^Dhad ^A7Lord, ain't no use in cryin', cryin over what you ^Dhad

^DWell, I'm walkin' down the road with my hat on my head ^FHad to leave my mama in my big brass bed ^GWell, sun is shinin' on me And you know it sure feels ^Dfine ^DLord, I made it to the station with my suitcase in my hand ^FWalked up to the window like a nat'ral born man ^GSaid I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on ^Dtime ^D(choo-choo, choo-choo) L^A7ord I sure do hope that choo-cchoo train runs on ^Dtime ^{C G D C D}