Intro: E  G  D  A

            A
Think I'll go down to the depot, though the train don't run no more
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Take a ticket and start walkin', down to the old gulf shore
             A                                             D
Well I'm a-lookin' for a train, that runs silent with the wind
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Haulin' sad souls, bound for nowhere, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten

     A 
Big money took my cotton, left me busted, down to scratch
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Well my woman couldn't take the hard times, she ain't never comin' back
  A                                                  D
Ain't no use in me stayin', send word to my next of kin
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Well I'm leavin', yes I'm leavin', on Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten

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Well I've seen it in my dreams, I've heard it in my mind
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Somewhere between eight-oh-six, just past the twelve-oh-nine
            A                                         D
A tortured soul is all it takes, to ride it till the end
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Black steel, bound for nowhere, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten

Solo: A  D  A  D  A  E  A

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Gamblers, thugs and thieves, and the likes of me
     D                                              A
No questions asked or answered, how it is is how it be
       A                                                D
No particular destination, headed back where it's just been
          A                             E                  A
Haulin' tear-stained weary travelers, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten
        E                  A
Well, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten