Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Think I'll go down to the depot, though the train don't run no more

Take a ticket and start walkin', down to the old gulf shore

Well I'm a-lookin' for a train, that runs silent with the wind

Haulin' sad souls, bound for nowhere, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten

Big money took my cotton, left me busted, down to scratch

Well my woman couldn't take the hard times, she ain't never comin' back

Ain't no use in me stayin', send word to my next of kin

Well I'm leavin', yes I'm leavin', on Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten

Well I've seen it in my dreams, I've heard it in my mind

Somewhere between eight-oh-six, just past the twelve-oh-nine

A tortured soul is all it takes, to ride it till the end

Black steel, bound for nowhere, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten

Solo

Gamblers, thugs and thieves, and the likes of me

No questions asked or answered, how it is is how it be

No particular destination, headed back where it's just been

Haulin' tear-stained weary travelers, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten

Well, Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten