No capo, standard tuning. A: 577655 D: 557775 G#m: 466444 F#m: 244222 Bm: x24432 E: 022100 & 779997 C#m: x46654 D (x3) G#
A Train leaves the station, there's blood on the tracks F#m I threw my record player, and you ain't coming back A And I saw you on the stage, singing songs we used to play F#m He'd grown all his hair out, but he still don't look like me E And I know you were listening 'cause I heard it in a song C#m Said "I may be moving babe, but I ain't moving on" E I can sing you a lullaby that I made up in the dark C#m But you know that I think I would rather sing yours A It's funny they don't make 'em with their voices still shaking anymore D G# A The whistling of the boxcar threw me out into the wind F#m It's cold in San Francisco and I'm thinking back to when A You dropped me down by the water and you danced on up Golden Gate F#m I was thinking about the love we had and the love we used to make E I saw you up in Washington with your new boy at the gig C#m Said "I may be settling baby but I'm settling big" E Said you couldn't wait on me any longer to decide C#m That may be true but it ain't no excuse for you to hide E Cause your new room with a view is just a fancy place for you to run and hide D A E And the last clock on the wall is starting to fall A And no one seems to mind at all E And the last clock on the wall is starting to fall G#m And no one seems to mind at all F#m (x2) E C#m E C#m E C#m A Oh and I threw my glass down on Main Street, started a fire in the park F#m But the crowd I was hoping for, they just vanished in the dark A So I walked around the corner, yeah with the crazies on the street F#m And I saw a girl that looked just like you, she had no shoes upon her feet E Oh and she said that she heard from angels and they told her what to do C#m I said "They may be talking babe, but they ain't talking to you" E Yes and they told her she could fly if she jumped off a building that was high C#m And you know that may be the last thing that she said E Yeah but I wish that you wouldn't listen to every voice that comes and creeps inside your head D A E And the last clock on the wall is starting to fall A And no one seems to mind at all E And the last clock on the wall is starting to fall G#m And no one seems to mind at all A A
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