zaterdag 1 januari 2011

Frisco Depot

Capo on III

(C) Frisco's a full hour from home
If you can (D7)  afford to fly
But (G7) it might as well be the moon
When you're as (C) broke as I

Here I sit with my head in my hands
And watch the (D7) trains go by
Lord the (G7) helping hand mission man told me
The nights here get (C) cold
     
     (F) When you are cold
     There's nothing as welcome as (C) sunshine
     (G) When you're dry 
     There's nothing as welcome as (C) rain
     
     (F) When you're alone 
     There's nothing no slower than (C) passing time
     (G) When you're afoot
     There's nothing as fast as a (C) train

Well Frisco's a mighty rich town
Now that ain't no lie
Why they got some buildings
That reach a mile into the sky

Yet no one can even afford just the time
To tell me why
Here's a world filled with people
And so many people alone
     
     And when you're alone,
     You ain't got much reason for living
     But while you're alive
     Well you just have to live with your pain
     
     Unless you've been wrong for so long
     There's no one left forgiving
     And you find yourself searching your past
     For the links to the chain

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