Tonalité : Gb major
Verse 1
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A
D
Oh, Daisy, Daisy
Well, everything's a -changin'
A
The days go rollin' by
Believe I'm gettin' old
D
And I know I soon must die
G
Always ridin' my cart
D
B
Forever on the road
E
A
Where I hang my hat to me is home,
D
sweet home
Well, I've been kinda watchin'
All that new design
A
Trains look like a bullet
D
She suits me mighty fine
G
I'm gonna crawl aboard her
D
B
When she heads up for fame
E
A
I'm going to ride to heaven on
a streamline train
D
I met a guy named Jolson
A
who's good at riding a mule
And all the folks that know him,
D
he's a regular singing fool
G
Well I ain't taking chances,
D
B
I have everything to gain
E
A
I'm going to ride to heaven
on a streamline train
D
There'll be no cops to bother,
A
there'll be no fires to stoke
And if you don't like my shooting,
D
you don't have to smell my smoke
G
Cause I'm a sitting pretty boy,
D
B
I'm on the trail of fame
E
A
I'm gonna ride to heaven
on a streamline train,
D
Oh, I'm gonna ride to heaven
on a streamline train,
A
Gonna crawl aboard her
D
where the sun's shining rain,
G
Four and three is seven,
D
B
six and five's el even,
E
A
I'm gonna ride to heaven on
a streamline train.
D
I'll bet when old Saint Peter
A
gazes up the trail,
He'll pull his old white whisker
D
and start a growing tale,
G
He'll brush the cobwebs from his eyes
D
B
And wonder if he's sane
E
A
When he sees me a -comin'
on a streamlined train
D
Oh, dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
A
D
Oh, dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
G
D
Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
A
D
dee dee dee dee dee dee dee
He'll grant me fair admittin'
A
I'll take his shakin' hand
Says he, I think you'll like it, boy
D
The weather here is grand
G
I ask him, how's the bummer?
D
B
Says he, I can't complain
E
A
I'm glad I rode to heaven
on a streamline train
D
We started on to heaven,
A
oh, what a gorgeous place
There was not a soul a -workin',
D
no need to wash me face
G
Well, then I spied the devil
D
B
was standin' by the gate
E
A
Oh, waitin' for some victim
D
who'd surely meet his fate
He kinda looks me over,
A
a scowl from o 'er his face
Says he, I ain't got room
D
for the sinner in my place
G
They'll make me lose my business,
D
B
they'll bind me up in chains
E
A
When people ride to heaven
on a streamline train
D
I hear the fuller yodeling
A
way down there below
To see that's where the crooners
D
and all the yodelers go
G
I said I felt contented
D
B
and didn't care for fame
E
A
Although I rode to heaven
on a streamline train
D
A
D
G
Prayin', holy, holy, holy,
D
holy, holy.
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D
G
D
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