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"Poverty Train"
(Laura Nyro)
Intro (guitars):
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[fuzz] [acoustic] [bass]
Last call for the poverty train
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[acoustic]
Abmaj7 (vibes - there's a high D on acoustic bass in there)
Last call for the poverty train
piano (transcribed, admittedly an octave lower, for guitar) [2X]:
C Gm7
v v v v v v v v v v v v
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-1-----------|-1-------1---|-3-----------|-3-----------|
-0-----------|-0-------0---|-2h3-----2---|-0-----------|
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-3-----------|-------------|-------------|-------------|
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F/Bb F/A
v v v v v v v v v v v v
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-2-----------|-2-----------|-2-----------|-2-----------|
-3-------3---|---------3---|-3-------3---|---------3---|
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Verse 1:
C Gm/C F/Bb F/A
It looks good and dirty on shiny light strip
C Gm/C F/Bb F/A
And if you don't get beat you got yourself a trip
Eb/Ab Dm7 Eb/Ab Dm7
You can see the walls roar, see your brains on the floor
Eb/Ab Dm7 Eb/Ab Gm7
Become God, become cripple, become funky and split
Fm7
Why was I born
F/G G
No-no-no-no whoa-oh no-no-no-no no no no, no
Verse 2:
Oh baby, I just saw the Devil and he's smilin' at me
I heard my bones cry, Devil why's it got to be
Devil played with my brother, Devil drove my mother
Now the tears in the gutter are floodin' the sea
Why was I born
No-no-no-no whoa-oh no-no-no-no no no no, no
Verse 3:
Oh baby, it looks good and dirty, them shiny lights glow
A million night tramps, tricks and tracks will come and go
Eb/Ab Dm7
You're starvin' today
Fmaj7 Em7 Fmaj7
But who cares anyway
F/G C Gm7/C Abmaj7 Gm7 Cm7
Baby, it feels like I'm dyin' now
Coda:
I swear there's something better than
Abmaj7 (vibes)
Getting off on sweet cocaine
[C] [single note]
It feels so good
Absus2 [468xxx] Dbsus4 [xxx674]
It feels so good
[G] [F]
Gettin' off the poverty train
Gm7/C
Mornin'...
-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers
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