Texas 1947

Tabs, letra y acordes de 'Texas 1947' por Guy Clark

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Em 
Now bein' six years old 
    G 
I'd seen some trains before, 
        A 
so it's hard to figure out 
         B            Em 
what I'm at the depot for. 
 
 
Em 
Trains are big and black and smokin' steam, 
G 
screamin' at the wheels, 
A 
bigger than anything there is, 
         B                  Em 
at least that's the way she feels 
 
 
           B 
Trains are big and black and smokin', 
 
louder than July four, 
    A 
but everybody's actin' like 
     B                  Em 
this might be somethin' more... 
 
 
Em 
...than just pickin' up the mail 
       G 
or the soldiers from the war, 
        A 
this is somethin' that even old man Wileman (?) 
B             Em 
never seen before. 
 
BRIDGE: 
         F#m 
And it's late afternoon 
 
on a hot Texas day, 
                     A 
somethin' strange is goin' on  
         B          Em 
and we's all in the way. 
 
 
Em 
Well there's fifty or sixty people 
          G 
they're just sittin' on their cars, 
        A 
and the old men left their dominoes 
         B                  Em 
and they come down from the bars. 
 
 
Em 
Everybody's checkin', 
         G 
old Jack Kittrel(?) checked his watch, 
       A 
and us kids put our ears 
       B                 Em 
to the rails to hear 'em pop. 
 
 
   B 
So we already knowed 
 
when they finally said 'train time' 
        A 
you'd a-thought that Jesus Christ himself 
    B                Em 
was rollin' down the line. 
 
 
Em 
Cuz things got real quiet, 
G 
Momma jerked me back, 
A 
not before I'd got the chance 
         B             Em 
to lay a nickel on the track. 
 
 
CHORUS: 
 
E 
Look out here she comes, she's comin', 
A 
Look out there she goes, she's gone, 
B 
screamin' straight through Texas 
       A         E 
like a mad dog cyclone. 
B 
Big, red, and silver, 
 
she don't make no smoke, 
        A 
she's a fast-rollin' streamline 
B                E 
come to show the folks. 
E 
Look out here she comes, she's comin' 
A 
Look out there she goes, she's gone, 
B 
screamin' straight through Texas 
       A         E 
like a mad dog cyclone. 
 
 
 
Em 
...Lord, she never even stopped. 
 
 
 
Em 
She left fifty or sixty people 
      G 
still sittin' on their cars, 
            A 
and they're wonderin' what it's comin' to 
    B               Em 
and how it got this far. 
 
 
Em 
Oh but me I got a nickel smashed 
G 
flatter than a dime 
     A 
by a mad dog, runaway 
    B             Em 
red-silver streamline...train 
 
 
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Versión 2 - Texas 1947 (Letra y acordes)
E                       G 
Now bein' six years old I'd seen some trains before 
        A                           B7           E 
So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for. 
E                                           G 
Trains are big and black and smokin' steam, screamin' at the wheels 
A                                       B7                 E  
Louder than anything there is, at least that's the way she feels 
           B7 
Trains are big and black and smokin', louder than July fourth 
A                            B7                 E 
Everybody's actin' like this might be somethin' more 
          E                          G 
Than just pickin' up the mail or the soldiers from the war 
A                                          B7           E 
Even somethin' that even old man Wileman's never seen before 
 
 
BRIDGE: 
         F#m 
And it's late afternoon on a hot Texas day 
                      A            B7   
Somethin' strange was goin' on and we's all in the way 
 
 
Well there's fifty or sixty people just sittin' on their cars 
And the old men left their dominoes and they come down from the bars 
Everybody's checkin', old Jack Kittrel checked his watch 
And us kids put our ears to the rails to hear 'em pop 
So we already knowed it when they finally said 'train time 
You'd a-thought that Jesus Christ himself was rollin' down the line 
Cuz things got real quiet, Momma jerked me back 
Not before I'd got the chance to lay a nickel on the track 

E 
Look out here she comes, she's comin' 
A 
Look out there she goes, she's gone 
B7                                      A         E 
Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone 
B7 
Big an red, and silver, Lord, she don't make no smoke 
        A                       B7               E 
She's a fast-rollin' streamline come to show the folks 
     E 
Said look out here she comes, she's comin' 
A 
Look out there she goes, she's gone 
B7                                      A         E 
Screamin' straight through Texas like a mad dog cyclone  
 
 
 
Lord, she never even stopped 
She left fifty, sixty people still sittin' on their cars 
Wonderin' what it's comin' to and how it got this far 
Me I got a nickel smashed flatter than a dime 
By a mad dog, runaway red-silver streamline train 
 
 
Chorus

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