SONG: THE NEW TIMER ARTIST: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN ALBUM: THE GHOST OF TOM JOAD TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM THE NEW TIMER BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN INTRO: E ---------------------------| B ---------------------------| G ------2-2------------------| D -2h4-------2h4-2---4p2-0---| A ---------------------------| E ---------------------------| VERSE:

^DHe rode the rails since the Great Depression Fifty years out on the sk^Aids He said "You don't cross nobody You'll be all right out here k^Did."

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^DLeft my family in Pennsylvania Searchin' for work I hit the r^Aoad I met Frank in East Texas In a freight yard blown through with s^Dnow

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^DFrom Mexico to Colorado California to the s^Aea Frank he showed me the ropes sir Just till I could get back on my f^Deet

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^DI hoed sugar beets outside of Firebaugh I picked the peaches from the Marysville tr^Aees They bunked us in a barn just like animals Me and a hundred others just like ^Dme

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^DWe split up come the springtime I never seen Frank ag^Aain 'Cept one rainy night he blew by me on a grainer Shouted my name and disappeared in the rain and w^Dind

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^DThey found him shot dead outside of Stockton His body lyin' on a muddy h^Aill Nothin' taken, nothin' stolen Somebody killin' just to k^Dill

^DLate that su^Ammer I was rollin' through the plains of Te^Dxas A vision pa^Gssed before my e^Dyes A small ho^Ause sittin' tra^Dckside With the g^Alow of the savior's beautiful l^Dight

^DA woman stood c^Aookin' in the kitc^Dhen Kid sat at a ta^Gble with his old m^Dan Now I w^Aonder does my son m^Diss me Does he w^Aonder where I a^Dm

^DTonight I pick my campsite carefully Outside the Sacramento y^Aard Gather some wood and light a fire In the early winter d^Dark

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^DWind whistling cold I pull my coat around me Heat some coffee and stare out into the black n^Aight I lie awake I lie awake sir With my machete by my s^Dide

VERSE: My Jesus your gracious love and mercy

Tonight I'm sorry could not f^Aill My heart Like one good rifle And the name of who I ought to k^Dill

Bruce Springsteen - The new timer