Chords for Downbound Train - Bruce Springsteen ukulele cover
Tempo:
71.5 bpm
Chords used:
G
Am
C
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] [G]
[Am] [C] [G] I [Am] had a job.
I [C] had a girl.
[G] I had something going in this world.
I [Am] laid off at the lumber
[C] yard.
[G] Our love and bad times got hard.
Now [F] I work down [G] at the car wash.
[C] Where all it
ever [Am] does is ruin.
[F] Did you feel like [G] you're a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train?
She [Am] said, Joe,
I [C] gotta go.
We [G] had it once, we ain't got it no more.
She [Am] packed her bags, left [C] me behind.
[G] She bought a ticket on the Central line.
At [F] night as I sleep, I hear [G] the whistle whining.
[C] I feel her kiss in the [Am] misty rain.
[F] And I feel like [G] I'm a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train.
[Am] [C]
[G] [Am] I
heard [C] your voice.
You [G] were crying, crying.
You were so alone.
You said [Am] your love had
[C] never died.
You [G] were waiting for me at home.
I put on [Am] my jacket and I ran through [C] the woods.
I [G] ran till I thought my chest would explode.
There in [Am] the clearing, beyond [C] the highway,
[G] in the moonlight our wedding has shown.
I rushed [Am] to the yard.
I burst through the front
door.
[G] My head pounded hard, upstairs I climbed.
The room [Am] was dark.
Our [C] bed was empty.
[G] Then
I heard that long whistle whine.
[Am] And I dropped to [C] my knees, hung my head [G] and cried.
[Am] [C]
[G] [Am]
[G] [F] Now I
swing a [G] hammer on a railroad [C] gang.
Knocking down the [Am] cross-sides, working in the rain.
[F] Now I don't feel [G] like a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train.
[Am] [C] [G] [Am]
[C] [G] [N]
[Am] [C] [G] I [Am] had a job.
I [C] had a girl.
[G] I had something going in this world.
I [Am] laid off at the lumber
[C] yard.
[G] Our love and bad times got hard.
Now [F] I work down [G] at the car wash.
[C] Where all it
ever [Am] does is ruin.
[F] Did you feel like [G] you're a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train?
She [Am] said, Joe,
I [C] gotta go.
We [G] had it once, we ain't got it no more.
She [Am] packed her bags, left [C] me behind.
[G] She bought a ticket on the Central line.
At [F] night as I sleep, I hear [G] the whistle whining.
[C] I feel her kiss in the [Am] misty rain.
[F] And I feel like [G] I'm a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train.
[Am] [C]
[G] [Am] I
heard [C] your voice.
You [G] were crying, crying.
You were so alone.
You said [Am] your love had
[C] never died.
You [G] were waiting for me at home.
I put on [Am] my jacket and I ran through [C] the woods.
I [G] ran till I thought my chest would explode.
There in [Am] the clearing, beyond [C] the highway,
[G] in the moonlight our wedding has shown.
I rushed [Am] to the yard.
I burst through the front
door.
[G] My head pounded hard, upstairs I climbed.
The room [Am] was dark.
Our [C] bed was empty.
[G] Then
I heard that long whistle whine.
[Am] And I dropped to [C] my knees, hung my head [G] and cried.
[Am] [C]
[G] [Am]
[G] [F] Now I
swing a [G] hammer on a railroad [C] gang.
Knocking down the [Am] cross-sides, working in the rain.
[F] Now I don't feel [G] like a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train.
[Am] [C] [G] [Am]
[C] [G] [N]
Key:
G
Am
C
F
G
Am
C
F
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ I [Am] had a job.
I [C] had a girl.
[G] I had something going in this world.
I [Am] laid off at the lumber
[C] yard.
[G] Our love and bad times got hard.
Now [F] I work down [G] at the car wash.
[C] Where all it
ever [Am] does is ruin.
[F] Did you feel like [G] you're a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train? _
She [Am] said, Joe,
I [C] gotta go.
We [G] had it once, we ain't got it no more.
She [Am] packed her bags, left [C] me behind.
[G] She bought a ticket on the Central line.
At [F] night as I sleep, I hear [G] the whistle whining.
[C] I feel her kiss in the [Am] misty rain.
[F] And I feel like [G] I'm a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train.
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] I
heard [C] your voice.
You [G] were crying, crying.
You were so alone.
You said [Am] your love had
[C] never died.
You [G] were waiting for me at home.
I put on [Am] my jacket and I ran through [C] the woods.
I [G] ran till I thought my chest would explode.
There in [Am] the clearing, beyond [C] the highway,
[G] in the moonlight our wedding has shown.
I rushed [Am] to the yard.
I burst through the front
door.
[G] My head pounded hard, upstairs I climbed.
The room [Am] was dark.
Our [C] bed was empty.
[G] Then
I heard that long whistle whine.
[Am] And I dropped to [C] my knees, hung my head [G] and cried.
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [F] Now I
swing a [G] hammer on a railroad [C] gang.
Knocking down the [Am] cross-sides, working in the rain.
[F] Now I don't feel [G] like a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train.
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ I [Am] had a job.
I [C] had a girl.
[G] I had something going in this world.
I [Am] laid off at the lumber
[C] yard.
[G] Our love and bad times got hard.
Now [F] I work down [G] at the car wash.
[C] Where all it
ever [Am] does is ruin.
[F] Did you feel like [G] you're a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train? _
She [Am] said, Joe,
I [C] gotta go.
We [G] had it once, we ain't got it no more.
She [Am] packed her bags, left [C] me behind.
[G] She bought a ticket on the Central line.
At [F] night as I sleep, I hear [G] the whistle whining.
[C] I feel her kiss in the [Am] misty rain.
[F] And I feel like [G] I'm a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train.
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] I
heard [C] your voice.
You [G] were crying, crying.
You were so alone.
You said [Am] your love had
[C] never died.
You [G] were waiting for me at home.
I put on [Am] my jacket and I ran through [C] the woods.
I [G] ran till I thought my chest would explode.
There in [Am] the clearing, beyond [C] the highway,
[G] in the moonlight our wedding has shown.
I rushed [Am] to the yard.
I burst through the front
door.
[G] My head pounded hard, upstairs I climbed.
The room [Am] was dark.
Our [C] bed was empty.
[G] Then
I heard that long whistle whine.
[Am] And I dropped to [C] my knees, hung my head [G] and cried.
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [F] Now I
swing a [G] hammer on a railroad [C] gang.
Knocking down the [Am] cross-sides, working in the rain.
[F] Now I don't feel [G] like a writer [Am] on a downbound [G] train.
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _