| C | F | C | |
| One toke over the line, sweet Jesus, | one toke over the | line |
| C/B | Am | D9 | F | G | C | |
| Sittin' down | town in a | railway | station, | one toke | over the | line |
| C | |
| Waitin' for the train that goes home, sweet Mary |
| F | C | |
| Hoping that the train is on | time |
| C/B | Am | D9 | F | G | C | |
| Sittin' down | town in a | railway | station, | one toke | over the | line |
| C | F | C | |
| Who do you lov | e, I hope it's m | e |
| D9 | F | G(7 | |
| I've been | changing, | as you can plainly | see |
| C | F | C | |
| I felt the joy and I learned about the pai | n, and my mama sai | d |
| Am | D9 | F | |
| If I should | choose to make it | part of m | e |
| G(7 | |
| Would surely strike me dead, and now I'm ... (chorus) |
| C | F | C | |
| I sail awa | y, a country mil | e |
| D9 | F | G(7 | |
| And now I'm re | turning, | and showing off my | smile |
| C | F | C | |
| I | met all the girls and I loved myself a fe | w, and to my surpri | se |
| Am | D9 | F | |
| Like every | thing else that | I've been th | rough |
| G(7 | |
| They opened up my eyes, and now I'm ... (chorus) |
| | C | C | F | C | C C/B | Am D9 | F G | C | |
| __________________________________________________________________________ |
| Dan Dickinson San Jose CA USA dwd@hpsyvae1.syntex.com |