Biography:
Bruce "Utah" Phillips (b. May 15, 1935 in Cleveland, Ohio; d. May 23, 2008 in Nevada City, Calif.) was a labor organizer, folk singer, songwriter, storyteller, poet and self-described "Golden Voice of the Great Southwest". He described the struggles of working people, labor unions and the power of direct action. He often promoted the Industrial Workers of the World in his music, actions, and words. His original songs include the often-covered "Green Rolling Hills of West Virginia" and "Rock salt and nails."
Read more on Last.fm
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Chorus]
D G
Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can ride?
D E7 A7
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
D D7 G
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
D A7 D
When my little boy asks me, Daddy whats a train?
[Verse 1]
D G
When I was just a boy living by the track
D E7 A7
Us kids'd gather up the coal in a big ol' big gunny sack,
D D7 G
And then we'd hear the warning sound as the train pulled into view
D A7 D D7
And the engineer would smile and wave as she went rolling through;
[Bridge 1]
(spoken)
G D
She blew so loud and clear that we had to cover up our ears
E7 A
And we counted cars as high as we could go.
D D7 G
I can almost hear the steam and the big old drivers scream
A A7 D
With a sound my little boy will never know.
[Chorus]
D G
Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can ride?
D E7 A7
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
D D7 G
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
D A7 D
When my little boy asks me, Daddy whats a train?
[Verse 2]
D G
I guess the times have changed and kids are different now;
D E7 A7
'Cause some don't even seem to know that milk comes from a cow.
D D7 G
My little boy can tell the names of all the baseball stars
D A7 D
And I remember how we memorized the names on railroad cars:
[Bridge 2]
(spoken)
G D
The Wabash and TP, Lackawanna and the IC
E7 A
Nickel Plate and the good old Santa Fe;
D D7 G
Just names out of the past I guess they're fading fast
A A7
Every time I hear my little boy say,
[Chorus]
D G
Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can ride?
D E7 A7
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
D D7 G
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
D A7 D
When my little boy asks me, Daddy whats a train?
[Verse 3]
D G
We climbed into the car and drove down into town
D E7 A7
Right up to the depot house but no one was around.
D D7 G
We searched the yard together for something I could show
D A7 D D7
But I knew there hadn't been a train for a dozen years or so.
[Bridge 3]
(spoken)
G D
All the things I did when I was just a kid
E7 A
How far away those old memories appear,
D D7 G
I guess it's plain to see they still mean a lot to me
D A7 D
'Cause my ambition was to be an engineer.
[Chorus]
D G
Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can ride?
D E7 A7
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
D D7 G
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
D A7 D
When my little boy asks me, Daddy whats a train?
D G
Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can ride?
D E7 A7
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
D D7 G
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
D A7 D
When my little boy asks me, Daddy whats a train?
[Verse 1]
D G
When I was just a boy living by the track
D E7 A7
Us kids'd gather up the coal in a big ol' big gunny sack,
D D7 G
And then we'd hear the warning sound as the train pulled into view
D A7 D D7
And the engineer would smile and wave as she went rolling through;
[Bridge 1]
(spoken)
G D
She blew so loud and clear that we had to cover up our ears
E7 A
And we counted cars as high as we could go.
D D7 G
I can almost hear the steam and the big old drivers scream
A A7 D
With a sound my little boy will never know.
[Chorus]
D G
Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can ride?
D E7 A7
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
D D7 G
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
D A7 D
When my little boy asks me, Daddy whats a train?
[Verse 2]
D G
I guess the times have changed and kids are different now;
D E7 A7
'Cause some don't even seem to know that milk comes from a cow.
D D7 G
My little boy can tell the names of all the baseball stars
D A7 D
And I remember how we memorized the names on railroad cars:
[Bridge 2]
(spoken)
G D
The Wabash and TP, Lackawanna and the IC
E7 A
Nickel Plate and the good old Santa Fe;
D D7 G
Just names out of the past I guess they're fading fast
A A7
Every time I hear my little boy say,
[Chorus]
D G
Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can ride?
D E7 A7
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
D D7 G
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
D A7 D
When my little boy asks me, Daddy whats a train?
[Verse 3]
D G
We climbed into the car and drove down into town
D E7 A7
Right up to the depot house but no one was around.
D D7 G
We searched the yard together for something I could show
D A7 D D7
But I knew there hadn't been a train for a dozen years or so.
[Bridge 3]
(spoken)
G D
All the things I did when I was just a kid
E7 A
How far away those old memories appear,
D D7 G
I guess it's plain to see they still mean a lot to me
D A7 D
'Cause my ambition was to be an engineer.
[Chorus]
D G
Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can ride?
D E7 A7
Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside?
D D7 G
Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain
D A7 D
When my little boy asks me, Daddy whats a train?
Utopians
Uut Permatasari
UUVVWWZ
Uvertira
UVERworld