The Golden Rocket Chords by Hank Snow
Tempo:
119.75 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
Whaaaaat?
[C#m]
[E]
[A]
[B]
[E] [A]
[E] [B] [E]
[A]
[E] [B]
[E] [A]
[E] This golden [B] rocket's gonna roll my [E] blues away
[A]
[B]
[E] [A]
[E] [B] [E]
Hear that lonesome whistle [A] blow
That's your cue and for now you [E] know
That I got another jewel I'm a-waitin' in [B] Tennessee
[E] This midnight special they're burnin' the [A] rails
So woman don't try to follow my [E] trail
This golden [B] rocket's gonna roll my [E] blues away
Hear her thunder run through the [A] night
This golden rocket is a-doin' me right
[E] And that sunny old southland sure is a [B] part of me
[E] Now from your callboard erase my [A] name
Your fire went out, you done lost your flame
[E] And this golden rocket [B] is a-rollin' my [E] blues away
[A]
[E] [B]
[A]
[E] [B] [E]
That old conductor he seemed to know
[A] You done me wrong, I was feelin' low
[E] For he yelled aloud, we're over that [B] Dixon line
[E] But Brigham started singin' a song
[A] Said you're worried now, but it won't be long
[E] This golden rocket [B] is leavin' your blues [E] behind
[A]
[E] [B]
[E] [A]
[E] [B] [E]
Then the poorin' yelled with his southern drawl
[A] A-thrivin' shines, it's mournin' your awe
[E] And I strangle my feet to read the new [B]-born day
When I kiss my baby in the station door
[A] That whistle blew like it never did before
[E] On the golden rocket [B] that rolled my blues [E] away
[C#m]
[E]
[A]
[B]
[E] [A]
[E] [B] [E]
[A]
[E] [B]
[E] [A]
[E] This golden [B] rocket's gonna roll my [E] blues away
[A]
[B]
[E] [A]
[E] [B] [E]
Hear that lonesome whistle [A] blow
That's your cue and for now you [E] know
That I got another jewel I'm a-waitin' in [B] Tennessee
[E] This midnight special they're burnin' the [A] rails
So woman don't try to follow my [E] trail
This golden [B] rocket's gonna roll my [E] blues away
Hear her thunder run through the [A] night
This golden rocket is a-doin' me right
[E] And that sunny old southland sure is a [B] part of me
[E] Now from your callboard erase my [A] name
Your fire went out, you done lost your flame
[E] And this golden rocket [B] is a-rollin' my [E] blues away
[A]
[E] [B]
[A]
[E] [B] [E]
That old conductor he seemed to know
[A] You done me wrong, I was feelin' low
[E] For he yelled aloud, we're over that [B] Dixon line
[E] But Brigham started singin' a song
[A] Said you're worried now, but it won't be long
[E] This golden rocket [B] is leavin' your blues [E] behind
[A]
[E] [B]
[E] [A]
[E] [B] [E]
Then the poorin' yelled with his southern drawl
[A] A-thrivin' shines, it's mournin' your awe
[E] And I strangle my feet to read the new [B]-born day
When I kiss my baby in the station door
[A] That whistle blew like it never did before
[E] On the golden rocket [B] that rolled my blues [E] away
Key:
E
A
B
C#m
E
A
B
C#m
_ _ _ _ Whaaaaat?
[C#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [E] This golden [B] rocket's gonna roll my [E] blues away
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ Hear that lonesome whistle [A] blow
That's your cue and for now you [E] know
That I got another jewel I'm a-waitin' in [B] Tennessee
_ [E] This midnight special they're burnin' the [A] rails
So woman don't try to follow my [E] trail
This golden [B] rocket's gonna roll my [E] blues away
_ _ Hear her thunder run through the [A] night
This golden rocket is a-doin' me right
[E] And that sunny old southland sure is a [B] part of me
_ [E] Now from your callboard erase my [A] name
Your fire went out, you done lost your flame
[E] And this golden rocket [B] is a-rollin' my [E] blues away
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ That old conductor he seemed to know
[A] You done me wrong, I was feelin' low
[E] For he yelled aloud, we're over that [B] Dixon line
_ [E] But Brigham started singin' a song
[A] Said you're worried now, but it won't be long
[E] This golden rocket [B] is leavin' your blues [E] behind
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ Then the poorin' yelled with his southern drawl
[A] A-thrivin' shines, it's mournin' your awe
[E] And I strangle my feet to read the new [B]-born day
_ When I kiss my baby in the station door
[A] That whistle blew like it never did before
[E] On the golden rocket [B] that rolled my blues [E] away _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [E] This golden [B] rocket's gonna roll my [E] blues away
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ Hear that lonesome whistle [A] blow
That's your cue and for now you [E] know
That I got another jewel I'm a-waitin' in [B] Tennessee
_ [E] This midnight special they're burnin' the [A] rails
So woman don't try to follow my [E] trail
This golden [B] rocket's gonna roll my [E] blues away
_ _ Hear her thunder run through the [A] night
This golden rocket is a-doin' me right
[E] And that sunny old southland sure is a [B] part of me
_ [E] Now from your callboard erase my [A] name
Your fire went out, you done lost your flame
[E] And this golden rocket [B] is a-rollin' my [E] blues away
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ That old conductor he seemed to know
[A] You done me wrong, I was feelin' low
[E] For he yelled aloud, we're over that [B] Dixon line
_ [E] But Brigham started singin' a song
[A] Said you're worried now, but it won't be long
[E] This golden rocket [B] is leavin' your blues [E] behind
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ Then the poorin' yelled with his southern drawl
[A] A-thrivin' shines, it's mournin' your awe
[E] And I strangle my feet to read the new [B]-born day
_ When I kiss my baby in the station door
[A] That whistle blew like it never did before
[E] On the golden rocket [B] that rolled my blues [E] away _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _