Doc Watson – Greenville Trestle High (Guitar)

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[Verse]
   D              D7         G              D
I remember as a boy how in wonderment and joy,

   D                              A
I'd watch the trains as they roll by

         D                 D7               G              D
And the whistle's lonesome sound you could hear for miles around,

        D                   A                  D
As they rolled across that Greenville Trestle high.
[Chorus]
         G                              D        D                       A
But the whistles don't sound like they used to. Lately not many trains go by.

 D                                 G                  D
Hard times across the land mean no work for a railroad man.

        D                    A               D
And the Greenville Trestle now don't seem so high.
[Verse]
    D                  D7          G              D
On the riverbank I'd stand with a canepole in my hand

      D                                      A
and watch the freight trains up against the sky.

         D                      D7          G                D
With the  black smoke trailin' back as they moved along the tracks,

      D                A                 D
that runs across that Greenville Trestle high
[Chorus]
         G                              D        D                       A
But the whistles don't sound like they used to. Lately not many trains go by.

 D                                 G                  D
Hard times across the land mean no work for a railroad man.

        D                    A               D
And the Greenville Trestle now don't seem so high.
[Verse]
      D                     D7          G             D
When the lonesome whistles whine I get rambling on my mind

  D                                 A
and I wish they still sounded that way.

    D                  D7               G               D
As I turn and head for home, Lord she'd rumble, low, and moan

D                  A                D
 toward the sunset at the close of day.
[Chorus]
         G                              D        D                       A
But the whistles don't sound like they used to. Lately not many trains go by.

 D                                 G                  D
Hard times across the land mean no work for a railroad man.

        D                    A               D
And the Greenville Trestle now don't seem so high.