Biografía:
Bill Morrissey (November 25, 1951 – July 23, 2011) was an American folk singer-songwriter from New Hampshire. Many of his songs reflect the harsh realities of life in crumbling New England mill towns.
Hailing from New Hampshire in the northeastern United States, singer-songwriter Bill Morrissey wrote about everyday life on the fringes, both geographical--e.g., fading mill towns, railyards, prisons--and interpersonal--e.g., instant infatuation with an unknown woman at a bar.
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Night Train
Bill Morrissey
[A]I've been hanging around this station
[D]long enough to know
where the [E]brakeman disappears
when the [D]whistle blows
And [A]who's gonna make it out all right
when the final night train shows
Ah [E]babe, it's [Bm]true
I've [D]seen a lot of women here
waiting just like [A]you. [Asus4] [A]
[A]Hear the fireman start singing
the [D]same time every day
and his [D]well planned getaway
and it's a [A]shame to hear such a pretty voice
with not one thing to say
Ah [E]babe, it's [Bm]true
you [D]would have loved him back in time
if he'd only sung for [A]you.[Asus4] [A]
[A]Moonlight in the water tower
[D]always shines so cold
in the [E]shadow of the pay phone
the [D]saints are getting bold
And it [A]don't matter to them now
if it's real or just fool's gold
Ah, [E]babe, it's [F#m]true
I [D]heard all the saints tonight
talking only of [A]you. [Asus4] [A]
[A]Listen deep into the night, girl
Can you [D]hear the whistle blow?
Looks [E]like you're gonna make it out all right
but there's [D]one thing you must know:
The only [A]ones who can help you now
are the ones who must stay here when you go
Ah [E]babe, it's [Bm]true
I've [D]seen a lot of women here
smiling just like [A]you. [Asus4] [A]
[A]And there are some saints still in hiding
by the [D]river in the reeds
And they're [E]turning down every train
that don't [D]feel the right speed
Sing them this [A]song when you pass by
It'll be your last good deed
Ah [E]babe, it's [Bm]true
The [D]saints are down every line
waiting just for [A]you.
Bill Morrissey
[A]I've been hanging around this station
[D]long enough to know
where the [E]brakeman disappears
when the [D]whistle blows
And [A]who's gonna make it out all right
when the final night train shows
Ah [E]babe, it's [Bm]true
I've [D]seen a lot of women here
waiting just like [A]you. [Asus4] [A]
[A]Hear the fireman start singing
the [D]same time every day
and his [D]well planned getaway
and it's a [A]shame to hear such a pretty voice
with not one thing to say
Ah [E]babe, it's [Bm]true
you [D]would have loved him back in time
if he'd only sung for [A]you.[Asus4] [A]
[A]Moonlight in the water tower
[D]always shines so cold
in the [E]shadow of the pay phone
the [D]saints are getting bold
And it [A]don't matter to them now
if it's real or just fool's gold
Ah, [E]babe, it's [F#m]true
I [D]heard all the saints tonight
talking only of [A]you. [Asus4] [A]
[A]Listen deep into the night, girl
Can you [D]hear the whistle blow?
Looks [E]like you're gonna make it out all right
but there's [D]one thing you must know:
The only [A]ones who can help you now
are the ones who must stay here when you go
Ah [E]babe, it's [Bm]true
I've [D]seen a lot of women here
smiling just like [A]you. [Asus4] [A]
[A]And there are some saints still in hiding
by the [D]river in the reeds
And they're [E]turning down every train
that don't [D]feel the right speed
Sing them this [A]song when you pass by
It'll be your last good deed
Ah [E]babe, it's [Bm]true
The [D]saints are down every line
waiting just for [A]you.
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