Standard (EADGBE)

I've been riding on this train

 Drinking whiskey for the pain just

Another good ol' boy headed home

And every town I see

 Seems to take a part of me

That's the price that you pay when you roam

 Well I cry when I have to

 And I lie when I can

 But I die a little slower

 On the train to Birmingham

I got holes in both my shoes

 Got a guitar full of blues

And a one way ticket for my remedy

It's the same ol' lonesome song

 I've been singing all night long

Hey, porter, are we out of Tennessee

 Well I cry when I have to

 And I lie when I can

 But I die a little slower

 On the train to Birmingham

Solo

Well every year I take this train

 To Alabama in the rain

When I get that lonesome feelin' in my bones

I never get to Birmingham

 But gettin' there ain't the plan

 I just like the feel of going home

 Well I cry when I have to

 And I lie when I can

 But I die a little slower

 On the train to Birmingham

 On the train to Birmingham

M§k

From Kevin Welch "Western Beat"

Reprise Records 1992

Tree Publishing Co. Inc(BMI)