Steve Louw, Joe Bonamassa - Cruel Hand of Fate

Yeah, the train a-leavin' I'm standin' on the tracks This train is leavin' I'm standin' on these tracks I believe, I'm gonna find my way back I can feel Oh, that cruel hand of fate (oh-oh-ooh) I can feel it Feel that cruel hand of fate Tellin' me "Stevie, don't be late" I got to ride right down the line to Abilene I got to ride, ride, ride, right down the line to Abilene So, I can see my pretty darlin' before the good Lord Sets me free Ain't got no ticket All I got is my walkin' shoes Ain't got no ticket, man All I got is these walkin' shoes Won't you let me ride this train tonight Oh, with you? Take my hand Pull me up there, right by your side Oh, take my hand Pull me up, right by your side, oh yeah So I can ride this train tonight Right down the line I got to ride, ride, ride right down the line to Abilene I got to ride, ride, ride, right down the line to Abilene So I can see my pretty darlin' before the good Lord He sets me free Sing for them All the poor boys of history Sing for them, yeah All the poor boys of history For all the spirits who ride this train With me (ooh-ooh) I got to ride, ride, ride, ride with you tonight I got to ride, ride, ride, ride with you tonight So I can see my little darlin' one more time before I die I got to see her, oh, before I run out my time Got to see her, oh yeah, before I die