All Aboard

	  		Am                                  G                     
I can feel the wheels turning underneath my feet. 
                                Am        
As I pull the shade down on my window seat. 
F                           G                      Am     
Praying where I'm going is better than where I've been. 
Am                                    G           
Then a stranger sits down as if he's right at home. 
G                                 Am 
Touches me and says I see you're traveling alone. 
            F            G             Am                 
And by the way son, you forgot to say amen. 
   F 
He says I guess there's something here I need to explain. 
  Am  
I try to talk to everyone riding this train. 
F                                              E 
Some of them listen, but most don't pay me no mind. 



                     Am                                  F 
And the train keeps rolling and the world keeps turning. 
    Am           E                               Am   
All aboard, all aboard, everybody's gotta get on board. 



Am                                     G  
Take that woman with the frown sitting across the aisle. 
G                               Am    
With her briefcase open nigh on ninety miles. 
    F                       G                      Am 
She never even noticed that lake back at Horseshoe Bend. 
Am                                   G      
And that couple with the kids at the front of the car. 
G                              Am 
Fussing all the way about some cookie jar. 
    F                        G                      Am 
I'm gonna ask them what they saw at their journey's end. 
              F 
And there's a fellow I left sitting in the back. 
        Am 
Keeps a smile on his face through a paper sack. 
F                                                E 
Looking out the window but he can't see past the pain. 



                    Am                           F 
And the train keeps rolling, and the world keeps turning. 
    Am          E                                Am 
All aboard, All aboard, everybody's gotta get on board. 



Am                            G 
Then the train slows down unexpectedly. 
                       Am 
As I raise my blind he slaps my knee. 
       F                       G                      Am 
Saying this is my stop son but you won't be traveling alone. 
Am                      G 
I look out my window to wave him goodbye. 
                                 Am 
But there's nobody there, just a light in the sky. 
  F                     G                  Am 
I lose my breath and my blood runs cold as stone. 
Am     F 
Then I feel the wheels turning underneath my feet. 
    Am 
But life looks different from my window seat. 
F                                                 E 
Knowing where I'm going is better than where I've been. 


                    Am                          F 
And the train keeps rolling and the world keeps turning. 
    Am          E                                Am 
All aboard, all aboard. Everybody's gotta get on board. 
Am 
I can feel the wheels a turnin' underneath my feet...