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Song: Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten
Artist: Marty Stuart (& His Fabulous Superlatives)
Album: Ghost Train: The Studio B Sessions
Words and music by: Marty Stuart
Tuning: Standard
Capo: 4th fret
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
Artist: Marty Stuart (& His Fabulous Superlatives)
Album: Ghost Train: The Studio B Sessions
Words and music by: Marty Stuart
Tuning: Standard
Capo: 4th fret
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