Chords with lyrics
"The Trip" - Dave Rawlings Machine - Nashville Obsolete - 2015
Transcribed by wranglingoutlaw
Intro - | 
G+G | 
C majorC | G+G | G+G |
| G+G | C majorC | G+G | G+G |
| C majorC | C majorC | G+G | G+G |
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D MajorD | D MajorD | G+G | G+G |
G+G C majorC
Whistles blowing, people get on trains
G+G
Without knowing where They're going
G+G C majorC
Someone's Daughter, someone's Sister,
G+G
someone's Teacher going down the road
C majorC
With a body, a handkerchief,
G+G
And a hatchet from an unspeakable crime
D MajorD
But there's no one waiting for Them,
G+G
There's no judgement down the line
G+G C majorC
Banjos ring and chickens squall,
G+G
And little babies crow
G+G C majorC
The winter leaves, and the spring unwinds,
G+G
And summer comes again You know
C majorC
Pink is the colour of My true love's dress,
G+G
And black is the colour of Her heart
D MajorD
But I could never leave old Virgini',
C majorC G+G
And so it never parts
G+G C majorC
Ebony face, ebony nails,
G+G
Ebony coffin on the rails
G+G C majorC
Moving south, C-O-D,
G+G
Going home to mother
C majorC
Some said for valor, for glory,
G+G
for treasure, for pride
D MajorD G+G
Sometimes brother hates brother
C majorC G+G
So take a trip wherever Your conscience has to roam
D MajorD C majorC G+G
It's much too hard to try to live a lie at home
G+G C majorC
My boots are cracked with road dirt and asphalt,
G+G
Spit, and broken dreams
G+G C majorC
Chewing gum and safety pins,
G+G
All what hold Me in at the seams
C majorC G+G
My pegs are loose, my screws too tightly wound to get in tune
D MajorD C majorC G+G
But I still try sometimes on those golden summer afternoons
C majorC G+G
So take a trip wherever Your conscience has to roam
D MajorD C majorC G+G
It's much too hard to try to live a lie at home
| G+G | C majorC | G+G | G+G |
| G+G | C majorC | G+G | G+G |
| C majorC | C majorC | G+G | G+G |
| D MajorD | D MajorD | G+G | G+G |
G+G C majorC
There's a picture of an old black man,
G+G
In a beaver hat
G+G C majorC
He wears a hidden smile
G+G
And a pair of white spats
C majorC G+G
Don't pretend You didn't notice His stare
D MajorD C majorC G+G
You're edgy, and sweating, and loaded for bear
G+G C majorC
The skeletons dance tonight,
G+G
Bring Your bottle and Your boots
G+G C majorC
And Your mandolin that Bianca -
G+G
Alatorre tried to shoot
C majorC G+G
Oh but what's a bullet hole or two between friends ?
D MajorD C majorC G+G
And who can say when the well goes dry or where the story ends ?
C majorC G+G
So take a trip wherever Your conscience has to roam
D MajorD C majorC G+G
It's much too hard to try to live a lie at home
| G+G | C majorC | G+G | G+G |
| G+G | C majorC | G+G | G+G |
| C majorC | C majorC | G+G | G+G |
| D MajorD | D MajorD | G+G | G+G |
G+G C majorC
Hotel lives and hotel wives
G+G
That come and go with the sheets
G+G
Ah, But what's a marriage
C majorC G+G
If it can't be held up to kitchen heat?
C majorC G+G
Once I knew each valley of that beautiful shore
D MajorD C majorC G+G
But I don't go to the summer fair much anymore
C majorC G+G
So take a trip wherever Your conscience says to roam
D MajorD C majorC G+G
It's much too much to try to live a lie at home
G+G C majorC
Your harmonica is blown baby,
G+G
Throw it away
G+G C majorC
Your denim shirt is ragged
G+G
And Your dirty collar is frayed
C majorC G+G
I tried to play My horn for You, but I couldn't seem to find a note
D MajorD C majorC G+G
So I picked up pen and paper, and this is what I wrote
C majorC G+G
Go take a trip wherever Your conscience has to roam
D MajorD C majorC G+G
It's much too hard to try to live a lie at home
| D MajorD | C majorC | G+G | G+G | x7
