Trailways Bus
Paul SimonVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
A passenger traveling quietly conceals himself
With a magazine and a sleepless pillow
Over the crest of the mountain the moon begins its climb
And he wakes to find he's in rolling farmland
The farmer sleeps against his wife
He wonders what their life must be
A Trailways bus is heading south
Into Washington, ..
A mother and child, the baby maybe two months old
Prepare themselves for sleep and feeding.
The shadow of the Capitol dome slides across his face
And his heart is racing with the urge to freedom.
The father motionless as stone,
A shepherd resting with his flock,
The Trailways bus is turning west
Dallas via Little Rock.
O my darling, darling Son
The desert moon is my witness.
I've no money to come East,
But I know you'll soon be here
We pull into downtown Dallas by the side of the grassy knoll
Where the leader fell and a town was broken.
Away from the feel and flow of life for so many years
He hears music playing and Spanish spoken
The border patrol outside of Tucson boarded the bus
Any aliens here? You better check with us,
How about you son? You look like you got Spanish blood.
Do you 'Habla Ingles,' and I understood.
Yes, I am an alien, from Mars.
I come to Earth from outer space.
And if I traveled my whole life
You guys would still be on my case
You guys would still be on my case
But he can't leave his fears behind,
He recalls each fatal thrust
The screams carried by the wind, .
Phantom figures in the dust
Phantom figures in the dust
Phantom figures in the dust.
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Readable chord sheet for Trailways Bus by Paul Simon
[E]A passenger traveling quietly[A] conceals himself With a m[B]agazine and a sl[E]eepless pillow O[E]ver the crest of the mountain the moon beg[A]ins its climb And he [B]wakes to find he's in rolling f[E]armland [Am]The farmer sleeps again[E]st his wife [Am]He wonders w[G]hat their life must [C]be [Em] [Am]A Trailways bus is heading so[G]uth [F] [B7] [E] Into Washington, [D].[C]. A mo[E]ther and child, the baby maybe t[A]wo months old P[B]repare themselves for sl[E]eep and feeding. [E]The shadow of the Capitol dom[A]e slides across his face And his h[B]eart is racing with the u[E]rge to freedom. [Am]The father motionless as [E]stone, [Am]A shepherd re[G]sting wi[C]th his fl[Em]ock, [Am]The Trailways bus is turning we[G]st [F]Dallas [C]via Lit[G]tle Rock. [D] [E]O my darling, darling [A]Son [B]The desert moon is my wi[E]tness. [E]I've no money to come [A]East, But [B]I know you'll soon be h[E]ere We p[D]ull into downtown Dallas by the side of the gr[G]assy knoll Where the le[A]ader fell and a t[D]own was broken. A[D]way from the feel and flow of life for s[G]o many years He hears mu[A]sic playing and Spa[D]nish spoken [D7] The bo[E]rder patrol outside of Tucson bo[A]arded the bus Any al[B]iens here? You better ch[E]eck with us, H[E]ow about you son? You look like you got Sp[E]anish blood. Do you 'H[B]abla Ingles,' and I un[E]derstood. [Am]Yes, I am an al[E]ien, from Mars. [Am]I come to Ea[G]rth from ou[C]ter space. [Em] [Am]And if I traveled my whole li[G]fe [F]You guys would s[C]till be on my ca[G]se [F]You guys would s[C]till be on my ca[G]se [Am]But he can't leave his fears be[G]hind, [Am]He recal[G]ls each fat[C]al thrust [Em] The s[Am]creams carried by the w[G]ind, . [F]Phantom figures [C]in the d[G]ust [F]Phantom figures [C]in the d[G]ust [F]Phantom figures [C]in the d[G]ust.