Whistling Train
Aj RoachVersion1
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If moths could light matches,
this world would be ashes.
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and they'd cling to the white hem of your dress.
Well, we dance in the dust storm,
and I'd spin you around.
And we'd count all our blessings,
throw our burdens down.
Just content to be lonesome as a whistling train,
oh, I wish it were different but it's always the same.
( )
If moths could light matches,
this world would be ashes.
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And I wish I was sober again.
Well I'd write you a letter,
Oh, I'd seal it with lies.
And I'd hold you forever,
in my arms tonight.
Just content to be lonesome as a whistling train,
oh, I wish it were different but things will be things, will be things...
( ...... )
If moths could light ashes, this world would be ashes.
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Just cinders and remnants of flame.
You can wish till your shaking,
You can wish till your thin,
You can wish till you turn blue,
And exhaustion sets in...
Just content to be lonesome as a whistling train,
God, I wish it was different, but it's always the same
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Readable chord sheet for Whistling Train by Aj Roach
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([Bm] [G])
If[Bm] moths could light matches,
this w[G]orld would be ashes.
[Em] [G] [Bm] --- [G]
and they'd cling to the white hem of your dress.
Well, we [Bm]dance in the dust storm,
and I'd [G]spin you around.
And we'd [Em]count all our blessings,
throw [G]our burdens down.
Just c[D]ontent to be loneso[G]me as a [Em]whistling [G]train,
oh, I w[D]ish it were [G]different but it's [Em]always the sam[G]e.
([Bm] [G])
If[Bm] moths could light matches,
this [G]world would be ashes.
[Em] [G] [Bm] ---- [G]
And I wish I was sober again.
Well I'd [Bm]write you a letter,
Oh, I'd [G]seal it with lies.
And I'd [Em]hold you forever,
in [G]my arms tonight.
Just c[D]ontent to be [G]lonesome as a [Em]whistling [G]train,
oh, I w[D]ish it were [G]different but [Em]things will be [G]things, will be [D]things...
([G] [Em] [G] [D] [G] [Em] [G]......[Bm] [G])
If [Bm]moths could light ashes, this [G]world would be ashes.
[Em] [G] [Bm] ---- [G]
Just cinders and remnants of flame.
You can [Bm]wish till your shaking,
You can [G]wish till your thin,
You can [Em]wish till you turn blue,
And [G]exhaustion sets in...
Just [D]content to be [G]lonesome as a [Em]whistling [G]train,
God, I [D]wish it was [G]different, but it's [Em]always the [G]same [Bm]