Continental Trailways Blues Chords by Steve Earle

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_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ I'm sitting in the [D] deep blues, lying on the floor, [A] afraid of the day.
_ _ [D] I just thought I'd take a ride on the bus, [A] I'm late.
_ _ [E] Half a cup of coffee and a sandwich from the [A] microwave.
_ _ [B] Well, I'm gonna see my baby, this is the [A] last thing I ever do.
_ I got to sitting in the station, taking [F#] a guide away, [E] hiding in the great white [A] blues.
_ Well, the bus is now [D] fused to the man, we're finally [A] rolling in.
_ [D] So I had a good sleep, listening to the highway [A] sound.
_ _ [E] Hot gas must stop, never sink, never [A] tan.
_ Well, I bought a silk copy of the National Symphony News.
_ Well, the gas pulled out a lake child, [E] rolling in the sub, what kind of trail, wait, [A] blue. _ _ _
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_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ Rocking now, _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _
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_ _ _ _ _ rolling into [D] Houston, all them city lights [A] look mad.
_ _ [D] So I borrowed a payphone, hanging on my [A] last line.
_ [E] Woke up and said she got a new man, son, it's been a [A] long, long time.
_ She left me standing by the highway with the rain running through my shoes.
_ Well, I'm sitting by the roadside, waiting [E] on the inside, hiding in the [A] great white blues.
I got to waiting on downtown, waiting on the [E] greyhound, hiding in the great [A] white blues. _ _ _ _ _ _