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