The Last Spike - Cowboy Junkies

The Last Spike chords

INTRO: G 

VERSE:

G                     C 
Mornings feel so damn sad these days
F           C           G
Without the call of the 8:15.
G                           C
That old familiar echo has finally died away
F                     C                 G 
Leaving nothing but a chill where there once was a mighty scream.

CHORUS:

C                              G
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber.
C                                    G
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock.
    Am                   Em          
And now that we've got nothing left to take we're told
         F                             C
That the wheels will stop turning, the whistles will stop blowing,
      /C /B   Em           G 
These foolish dreams must stop.

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VERSE:

G                              C  
Last year they closed down the post office,
F             C              G  
Took the only flag we had in town.
G                             C                    
That old brick building still stands like a cenotaph
F           C                    G        
To a vision lost and buried in a very distant past.

CHORUS:

C                              G
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber.
C                                   G
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock.
    Am                   Em          
And now that we've got nothing left to take we're told
         F                         C
That the wheels will stop turning, the whistles will stop blowing,
      /C /B   Em           G 
These foolish dreams must stop.


BRIDGE:

Dm                 Am                    C                   G
The longest train I've ever seen was the train that you were on.
Dm                  Am          C                   G
I walked you to the station, we kissed and you were gone.
F                Bb               A 
I dream at night about you coming home.
E                              G 
The train in the station, your uniform on fire
       D                             C
As you stepped onto the platform the band plays a little louder,
Bm          Am                   G
And as we embrace your cap falls off.
Am                C                   G      
Oh, I guess these foolish dreams must stop.

VERSE: 

G                     C 
Mornings feel so damn sad these days
F           C           G
Without the call of the 8:15.
G                        C
Looks like this town is finally gonna die away
F                                               C                   G 
Leaving nothing but broken promises where there once was small town dreams

CHORUS:

C                              G
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber.
C                                   G
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock.
Am                     Em          
And now that we've got nothing left to take we're told
         F                                       C
That the Tv stations will be closing main street windows will need boardsing
           /C /B   Am          G 
That these foolish dreams must stop.