Waylon Jennings

Frisco Depot

Waylon Jennings


Tom: E

E

[Verse]

E
Frisco's a mighty long way
          F#7
You can afford to fly
       B7
But it might as well be the moon,
                     E
Lord, when you're as broke as I.
       E
Here I sit with my head in my hands
             F#7
Watching the trains roll by
          B7
Lord, the Helping Hand Mission man warned me
                         E
That the nights here got cold.


[Chorus]

A                                              E          B7
When you're cold there's nothing as welcome as sunshine
                                              E       A
When you're dry there's nothing as welcome as rain
                                             E            B7
When you're alone there's nothing as slow as passin' time
                                                    E
When you're afoot Lord there's nothing as fast as a train.

[Solo]
E F#7 B7 E

[Verse]

    E
Old Frisco's a mighty rich city
         F#7
Now that ain't no lie
B7
they have some buildings
                    E
That reach nearly a mile in the sky.
E                                         F#7
Everyone's so busy they can't tell me the reason why
         B7                                       E       A
Here's a world full of people so damn many people alone
                                             E        B7
When you're alone life just don't seem worth living
                                                E      E7
While you're alive gotta learn to live with the pain.
A
You've been grown for so long
                              E
There's no one left who'll forgive
    B7
You find yourself searching your mind
                     E
For the links to the chain.


[Chorus]

A                                              E          B7
When you're cold there's nothing as welcome as sunshine
                                              E       A
When you're dry there's nothing as welcome as rain
                                             E            B7
When you're alone there's nothing as slow as passin' time
                                                    A    E
When you're afoot Lord there's nothing as fast as a train.