Wayne Hancock - Freight line blues

^EIt's stormy tonight ^AThe rain's comin' d^Eown T^Ehere's no place for me to go ^B7to M^Ey gal said goodbye, a^Alone am ^EI With the ^Efreight l^B7ine b^Elues

M^Ey clothes are all wet H^Aad to crouch in the co^Eld W^Eaitin' by the Sante Fe ^B7lines M^Ey prides all but gone M^Ay hearts torn in t^Ewo From that wo^Eman who le^B7ft me be^Ehind

The r^Aain drops keep fallin' And s^Eo do my tears With^Eout her lord what will ^B7I do All a^Elone on these rails with no t^Arain in s^Eight With the ^Efreight ^B7line ^Eblues

The R^Aain Drops keep Fallin And s^Eo are my Tears Wi^Ethout Her Lord what will ^B7I do All a^Elone on these rails with no Tr^Aain in si^Eght With the F^Ereight L^B7ine B^Elues The Fr^Eeight L^B7ine B^Elues