Grateful Dead - Hes gone

^FRat in a train ditch, caught on a limb,^{F7 Bb}You know better but ^CI know ^Fhim. ^FLike I told you, what I said,^{F7 Bb}Steal your face right ^Coff your ^Fhead. ^FNow he's ^Bbgon^Fe, now he's ^Bbgon^Fe. ^BbHe's ^Cgone. Like a ^Bbsteam locomotive ^Crollin' down the track, Bb F F7/Eb Bb F He's gone, gone, and nothin's gonna bring him back, he's gone.

^CGoin' where the ^Ebwind don't blow so ^Bbstrange, ^CMaybe off on some ^Ebhigh cold mountain ^Bbchain. ^EbLost one round but the ^Bbprize wasn't ^Abanything, A ^Ebknife in the ^Ebmback and ^Bbmore of the ^Csame, same old.