I'm Gonna Ride To Heaven On A Streamlined Train chords and lyrics - WILF CARTER

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