Gillian Welch
Wayside, Back in Time

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A                                          D
Standing on the Corner, with a nickel or a dime
A                                                F#m
There used to be a railcar, to take you down the line
A                                      D
Too much beer and whiskey to ever be employed
A                                                      F#m
And when I got to Nashville, it was too much soldier’s joy
A                                    D
Wasted on the wayside, wasted on the way
A                                           F#m
If I don’t go tomorrow, you know I’m gone today

     Chorus:
     A                  D
	Back baby, back in time
     	      F#m   E             D
 	I wanna go back, when you were mine
     A                  D
	Back baby, back in time
                F#m   E             D
	I wanna go back, when you were mine

Bridge 1:
C#m                    D
Black Highway, on that Ride
             F#m   E                D 
Watching the time, fall away to the side
C#m                     D
Clear channel, way down low
          F#m   E                 D
Comin’ in loud, my mind won’t let go


A                                        D
Peaches in the summertime, apples in the fall
A                                                     F#m
If I can’t have you all the time I won’t have none at all
  A                                            D
I wish I was in Frisco, in a brand new pair of shoes
    A                                                  F#m
I’m sittin’ here in Nashville, with Norman’s Nashville Blues,
A                                               D
So come on you good-time rounders, listen to my sound
A                                                   F#m
And drink a round to Nashville, before they tear it down.

	REPEAT CHORUS

Bridge 2
C#m                  D
Hard weather, drvin’ slow
              F#m       E             D 
Buddy and the Hags, are in town for a show
C#m                     D
Oh, darling, songs they play
              F#m      E           D
Are all I got left, of the love in me.

	REPEAT CHORUS