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The Chariot - William Elliott Whitmore
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Tabbed by: S. Henderson
Email: drtywrk_21@hotmail.com
Tuning: standard
intro:
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D|---2~-2----(0)--0-(0)--2---|3x
A|---0~-0----------------0---|
E|---------3-----------------|
The old days are gone
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G|----------------------0--2--0-----------------------------------------|
D|-----------------2---(0)-0-(0)--2-------------------------------------|
A|-----------------0--------------0-------------------------------------|
E|--------------------3-------------------------------------------------|
And time goes so fast
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B|----------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|----------------------0--2--0-----------------------------------------|
D|-----------------2---(0)-0-(0)--2-------------------------------------|
A|-----------------0--------------0-------------------------------------|
E|--------------------3-------------------------------------------------|
Like the cars on a train, watch em go past.
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B|------------------3---3------------------------------------------|
G|------------------0---2-------------------0--2--0----------------|
D|-2----------------0---0---------------2---0--0--0--2-------------|
A|-0----------------x---0---------------0------------0-------------|
E|------------------3----------------------3-----------------------|
Chorus:
E D A E D A
The Chariot swung low and sweet but it could not carry me home.
E D A G D
The circle was broke before I could speak and now allllll
(back into the intro)
my faith is gone.
Lyrics:
The old days are gone and time goes so fast.
Like the cars on a train, watch 'em go past.
The feelings still here and it won't let me be.
I didn't waste no time, time wasted me.
The chariot swung low and sweet but it could not carry me home.
The circle was broke before I could speak and now all my faith is gone.
There's rest for the righteous but us wicked can't sleep.
Give something to hold on to.
Give something to keep.
The chariot swung low and sweet but it could not carry me home.
The circle was broke before I could speak and now allll...
The chariot swung low and sweet but it could not carry me home.
The circle was broke before I could speak and now all my faith is gone.
Artist: William Elliott Whitmore
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