Guy Clark – Texas 19 (Ukulele)

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the# #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.# #-----------------------------------------------------------------------------# Date: Sat, 25 Apr 1998 15:32:41 -0700 (PDT) From: "T. Hickson" <[email protected]> Subject: c/clark_guy/texas_1947.crd Song: Texas 1947 Artist: Guy Clark Transcribed by: T. Hickson >From the album "Keepers" (track 2), a live album. I'm probably missing a lot of the subtleties, but it's a nice, easy way to play it. Guy makes the verses build as if a train is approaching and passing you by, but you gotta hear it to make it work. ___________________________________________________________
Em
Now bein' six years old

    G
I'd seen some trains before,

        A
so it's hard to figure out

         B            Em
what I'm at the depot for.

Em
Trains are big and black and smokin' steam,

G
screamin' at the wheels,

A
bigger than anything there is,

         B                  Em
at least that's the way she feels

           B
Trains are big and black and smokin',
louder than July four,
    A
but everybody's actin' like

     B                  Em
this might be somethin' more...

Em
...than just pickin' up the mail

       G
or the soldiers from the war,

        A
this is somethin' that even old man Wileman (?)

B             Em
never seen before.
BRIDGE:
         F#m
And it's late afternoon
on a hot Texas day,
                     A
somethin' strange is goin' on

         B          Em
and we's all in the way.

Em
Well there's fifty or sixty people

          G
they're just sittin' on their cars,

        A
and the old men left their dominoes

         B                  Em
and they come down from the bars.

Em
Everybody's checkin',

         G
old Jack Kittrel(?) checked his watch,

       A
and us kids put our ears

       B                 Em
to the rails to hear 'em pop.

   B
So we already knowed
when they finally said 'train time'
        A
you'd a-thought that Jesus Christ himself

    B                Em
was rollin' down the line.

Em
Cuz things got real quiet,

G
Momma jerked me back,

A
not before I'd got the chance

         B             Em
to lay a nickel on the track.
CHORUS:
E
Look out here she comes, she's comin',

A
Look out there she goes, she's gone,

B
screamin' straight through Texas

       A         E
like a mad dog cyclone.

B
Big, red, and silver,
she don't make no smoke,
        A
she's a fast-rollin' streamline

B                E
come to show the folks.

E
Look out here she comes, she's comin'

A
Look out there she goes, she's gone,

B
screamin' straight through Texas

       A         E
like a mad dog cyclone.

Em
...Lord, she never even stopped.

Em
She left fifty or sixty people

      G
still sittin' on their cars,

            A
and they're wonderin' what it's comin' to

    B               Em
and how it got this far.

Em
Oh but me I got a nickel smashed

G
flatter than a dime

     A
by a mad dog, runaway

    B             Em
red-silver streamline...train
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