Railroad Lady

	  		
            F                  C 
She's a railroad lady, just a little bit shady, 
         G7                C    C7 
Spending her days on the train. 
         F                          C 
She's a semi good-looker,  but the fast rails they took 'er, 
           G7                     F    G7     C    
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again.
 
 
 
      C           C7                             C 
South Station in Boston to the freight yards of Austin, 
                                              G7 
From the Florida sunshine to the New Orleans rain. 
  C           C7             F         C 
Now that the rail packs have taken the best tracks, 
                             G7          C     C7        
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again. 
 
 
Chorus 
 
        C           G7          F              C 
Once a highballin' loner, he thought he could own 'er, 
                                         G7 
Bought her a fur coat and a big diamond ring. 
      C              C7              F           C 
She hocked them for cold cash, left town on the Wabash, 
                        G7                        C      C7 
Never thinkin', never thinkin' of home 'way back then. 
 
         C             C7         F           C 
But the rails are now rusty, the dining cars dusty, 
                                          G7    
The gold plated watches have taken their toll. 
      C           C7           F             C          
The railroads are dying, and the lady, she's crying, 
                           G7              C      C7 
On a bus to Kentucky, and home that's her goal. 
 
Chorus2: 
         F                    C 
She's a railroad lady, just a little bit shady, 
  G7                       C      C7 
Spending her life on the trains. 
          F                           C 
Once a Pullman car trav'ler, now the brakeman won't have her, 
          G7                  F   G7     C 
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again. 
              
       C        G7                     F      G7       C    F G7 C                
Yeah, on a bus to Kentucky, then home - once - again.