Capo 4th fret
Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Think I'll go down to the depot, though the train don't run no more
Take a ticket and start walkin', down to the old gulf shore
Well I'm a-lookin' for a train, that runs silent with the wind
Haulin' sad souls, bound for nowhere, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten
Big money took my cotton, left me busted, down to scratch
Well my woman couldn't take the hard times, she ain't never comin' back
Ain't no use in me stayin', send word to my next of kin
Well I'm leavin', yes I'm leavin', on Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten
Well I've seen it in my dreams, I've heard it in my mind
Somewhere between eight-oh-six, just past the twelve-oh-nine
A tortured soul is all it takes, to ride it till the end
Black steel, bound for nowhere, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten
Solo
Gamblers, thugs and thieves, and the likes of me
No questions asked or answered, how it is is how it be
No particular destination, headed back where it's just been
Haulin' tear-stained weary travelers, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten
Well, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten