(capo 2nd fret) 
 
 
 
(verse 1) 
C                                           F - C 
When I was a little boy I used to lie in my bed, 
     F                  C     G 
and listen for the nine-0-nine, 
    F                                      C 
It never ran on Christmas or the day that Jesus died, 
                    G             C 
but every other day it ran on time, 
C                                   F                C 
It always made me lonesome  but it brought me comfort, 
     F                C              G 
and what it did to me I can't explain, 
    F                                   C 
And as I wonder through this harsh and gentle world, 
                               G          C 
Oh every now and then I wish I was a train, 
 
 
 
(chorus) 
F                         C 
Roll on roll on into the dark night, 
F                            G 
Leavin' all my troubles behind, 
F                     C      Am7 
Carryin' my soul far far away, 
C                        G                C 
Oh every now and then, I wish I was a train, 
                                       F     C 
I loaded trucks in Isa rode the dingo fences, 
            F             C          G 
cursed the ganger on the western line, 
F                                     C 
Started throwin' punches in a bar at Charters Towers, 
                          G           C 
They threw the book at me I did my time, 
 
 
 
 
(bridge) 
         F                  C 
Cause a train don't weep a train don't feel, 
F          C              G 
heartache sadness and pain, 
     F                  C            Am7 
And when I die just let my spirit ride, 
        C                 G           C 
on the boxcar of an ever rollin train, 
 
 
 
 
(chorus) 
F                         C 
Roll on roll on into the dark night, 
F                            G 
Leavin' all my troubles behind, 
F                     C      Am7 
Carryin' my soul far far away, 
C                        G                C 
Oh every now and then, I wish I was a train, 
                                       F     C 
I loaded trucks in Isa rode the dingo fences, 
            F             C          G 
cursed the ganger on the western line, 
F                                     C 
Started throwin' punches in a bar at Charters Towers, 
                          G           C 
They threw the book at me I did my time,