All Aboard The Del McCoury Band
[AM]I can feel the wheels turning undern[G]eath my feet.
As I pull the shade down on my w[AM]indow seat.
[F]Praying where I'm going is b[G]etter than where I've b[AM]een.
[AM]Then a stranger sits down as if he's r[G]ight at home.
[G]Touches me and says I see you're t[AM]raveling alone.
And by the w[F]ay son, you f[G]orgot to say a[AM]men.
He [F]says I guess there's something here I need to explain.
I [AM]try to talk to everyone riding this train.
[F]Some of them listen, but most don't pay me no m[E]ind.
And the train keeps r[AM]olling and the world keeps turning.[F]
All [AM]aboard, all a[E]board, everybody's gotta get on [AM]board.
[AM]Take that woman with the frown sitting [G]across the aisle.
[G]With her briefcase open nigh on [AM]ninety miles.
She [F]never even noticed that [G]lake back at Horseshoe [AM]Bend.
[AM]And that couple with the kids at the [G]front of the car.
[G]Fussing all the way about some [AM]cookie jar.
I'm [F]gonna ask them what they [G]saw at their journey's [AM]end.
And there's a [F]fellow I left sitting in the back.
Keeps a [AM]smile on his face through a paper sack.
[F]Looking out the window but he can't see past the [E]pain.
And the train keeps [AM]rolling, and the world keeps [F]turning.
All [AM]aboard, All [E]aboard, everybody's gotta get on [AM]board.
[AM]Then the train slows down unex[G]pectedly.
As I raise my blind he [AM]slaps my knee.
Saying [F]this is my stop son but [G]you won't be traveling [AM]alone.
[AM]I look out my window to [G]wave him goodbye.
But there's nobody there, just a [AM]light in the sky.
I [F]lose my breath and my [G]blood runs cold as [AM]stone.
[AM]Then I [F]feel the wheels turning underneath my feet.
But [AM]life looks different from my window seat.
[F]Knowing where I'm going is better than where I've [E]been.
And the train keeps [AM]rolling and the world keeps [F]turning.
All [AM]aboard, all [E]aboard. Everybody's gotta get on [AM]board.
[AM]I can feel the wheels a turnin' underneath my feet...