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Gillian Welch - Leaving Train Gillian Welch - Leaving Train |
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The Gfinest silver needle
SChouldn't ever slide betGween
WChen lovers stand as Gparting fEmriends
GGonna put myCself onG a leaving trCain
GAnd I won't come bDack agCainG
GI could wait til morning
CIf it don't come down toGday
CA dime says I won't Gbe satisfEmied
GGonna put myCself oGn a leaving trCain
GAnd I won't come bDack agCainG
G C G C G D G C
The wGords that go unspoken
COn the color of the sGun
CAnd the coolin' air of the Gevening Emshade
GAnd the breathless Chours Gon the sleeping pClane
GAnd the last tailClight Gon a leaving tCrain
GAnd I won't come bDack aGgaiCn
And I wGon't come bDack agGain
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