Train To Jackson chords by Jeffrey Foucault

Dsus2: 200320

Intro: Am G Dsus2 Am

          Verse
  Am
 Dead before the sun could rise
  G
 I stole the silver off my lover’s eyes
 Dsus2
 Rolled out on the dark demise
                       Am    G
 Of midnight’s breaking day
 Am
 I was born full grown and raised up wild
 G
 All mortal bones and passions piled
 G
 Upon my head the blessed child
                  Am
 The father of the man

          Chorus
         G                         Am
 I cut my hair and caught a train to Jackson
         G
 I took a name and found the range
         Am
 Where my voice could make no sound
        G                          Am
 I met a man he told me “Son, I can see you’re on the run
        G                           Dsus2                        Am   G  Dsus2 Am
 If you tell me where you’re going, I’ll tell you where you’re bound

            Verse
  Am
 They put me off outside of town
  G
 A cold black rain was coming down
 Dsus2
 I lay my head on the red clay ground
                         Am     G
 And slept for a thousand years
 Am
 I woke into a fever dream
  G
 Where silence talked and money screamed
  Dsus2
And nothing was but only seemed
                   Am
And nobody seemed to care

          Chorus

         G                              Am
I cut my teeth on the bread of pure temptation
         G
I tried it all and I learned to fall
             Am
Like I would never hit the ground
        G                                         Am
I met a ghost who looked like me I asked him, “Is it plain to see
         G          Dsus2            Am    G  Dsus2 Am
Or is it hidden?”   He never made a sound

           Verse
       Am
I was a lion in a circus ring
  G
A scarecrow dressed up like a king
Dsus2
Innocent of anything
                    Am   G
Like love and going blind
 Am
So I set all my clothes on fire
  G
 Sold my soul to any buyer
Dsus2
Wrapped my heart in concertina wire
                   Am
And showed it for a song

         Chorus
        G                     Am
I cut and run I ran until I stumbled
            G
I struck out alone a rolling stone
      Am
Forty days came up and down
           G                               Am
I chased the river to the source I met a girl on a pale horse
     G                               Dsus2
She pressed her fingers up against my lips
                       Am     G Dsus2 Am
And I fell down dead and gone