(written by John Hiatt) / Kevin Welch - E
Capo @ 2nd Fret & play as written
D A Em G D A G
D A Em G
I'm ridin' on this train, drinkin' whiskey for the pain
D A G...
Just another good ole boy headed home
And every town I see, seems to take a part of me
D
Well, that's the price, that you pay, when you roam
Em Bm C G A A/G A/F# A/E
Yes, I cry, when I have to, and I lie when I can
D F#m Bm G D A D
Oh, but, I die a little slower, on the train to Birmingham
I got holes in both of my shoes, got a guitar full of blues
And a one-way ticket, for my remedy
It's the same old lonesome song, I been singin' all night long
Hey Porter, are we out of Tennessee
Repeat Chorus
Every year I take this train, to Alabama in the rain
When I get this lonesome feelin', in my bones
But, I never get to Birmingham, ah but
Gettin' there ain't the plan
I just like the feel of goin' home
Repeat Chorus
D A G D
On the train to Birmingham