Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Intro: Em *chord is picked Verse 1: Em There's no work back in the hills of West Kentucky A Only what'll break your back or kill your brain D A There's no place in Illinois for a hard-eyed country boy Em G A Em Busted dream or two and he'll be on a southbound train
Verse 2: Em Well I traced the path my brothers laid before me A Swapped the records for the oil on my shoes D A Now my eyes burn from the sting and the fidddle haunts my dreams Em G A Em And the lonely song that's playing is called the East Chicago Blues Chorus 1: Em A Em Can't you see the dusty northern skies B7 Can't you hear the freight trains rolling through Em A When your heartaches never end and you can't go home again G A Em You know you're sinking in the East Chicago Blues Instrumental: |A |A |Em |Em |A |A |B7 |B7 |Em |Em |A |A |G |G |B7 |A | Em |Em |A |A **Each chord is a 4-count Verse 3: Em These hands of mine are cut from hauling timber A And a thousand barrels roll 'cross the steam house floor D A Oh and these hands make a fire when they grip the wood and wire Em G A Em This old mandolin makes music like no one has heard before Verse 4: Em And each evening as the sun slips down the skyline A I send some lonesome blues into in the night G D C N.C. Somewhere beyond the skies I see a curtain rise Em G Em And a West Kentucky farm boy steps out into the light Chorus 2: Em A Em Can't you hear the hard times in his song A B7 You can tell that he's paid his dues Em A That Kentucky boy was made back in 1933 G A Em Just knee-deep in the East Chicago Blues Chorus 3: Em A Em Can't you see the dusty northern skies B7 Can't you hear the freight trains rolling through Em A When your heartaches never end and you can't go home again G A When you worry yourself away like a string wound up to break D A Oh that's the kind of blues you may never shake G A And you know you're sinking, oh you're drowning A Em In these East Chicago Blues
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