Wayside / Back In Time
Gillian Welch, 2003
Capo 2, key of A
verse
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chorus
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bridge
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Standing on the corner, with a nickel or a dime,
There use to be a rail car, to take you down the line.
Too much beer and whiskey, to ever be employed,
And when I got to Nashville, it was too much soldiers joy.
Wasted on the wayside, wasted on the way,
If I don't go tomorrow, you know I'm gone today.
chorus
Back babe, back in time,
I wanna go back, when you were mine.
Back babe, back in time,
I wanna go back, when you were mine.
bridge
Black highway, all night ride,
Watching the times fall away to the side.
Clear channel, way down low,
Is comin' in loud, and my mind let go.
Peaches in the summertime, apples in the fall.
If I can't have you all the time, I won't have none at all.
Oh, I wish I was in Frisco, in a brand new pair of shoes.
I'm sittin' here in Nashville, with Norman's Nashville blues.
So come all you good time rounders, listenin' to my sound.
And then drink a round to Nashville, for they tear it down.
bridge
Hard weather, drivin' slow.
Buggies and the hats, in town for the show.
Oh, darlin, the songs they played.
All I got left, of lovin' me.