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"Some Old Day"
8 bar blues, Capo 1st fret. A harmonica.
(tuned down a half step)
E..................B7................A7................A...-...A7
When that train, comes around the bend
With that smoke billowing, from above
B7................A7................E...-...A7......E...-...B7
I’ll be waiting, waiting for you, some old day
And when I hear, the church bell ringing
Early on, a Sunday morn
I’ll be waiting, waiting for you, some old day
Oh dear lord, bury me deep
With my pistol, in my hand
Beneath the cray, I lie in my grave, some old day
And when you stand, at the foot of my grave
Just pray, for my poor soul
I’ll be waiting, waiting for you, some old day
Oh dear babe, don’t you cry
Cause if I could come back, I just may haunt you
So take your time, I’ll be waiting, some old day
And when that train, leaves the station
With that blue light, on behind
I’ll be waiting, waiting for you, some old day.
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