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Subject: s/shindell_richard/transit.pro
From: rcwoods
Date: 8 Jul 2005 12:25:46 -0700
Song: Transit
Artist: Richard Shindell
Album: Courier (also on Somewhere Near Paterson)
Capo 2
B7 = alternating between B7 = x21202 and B7/F# = 2x1202
{intro}
[B7]
{verse}
The [B7]merge from the turnpike was murder, but it's never a cinch
It was Friday at five, and no one was giving an [C]inch
They squeezed and the edged and they [D]glared
[C]Half them clearly im[D]paired by [C]rage or exhaustion
The rest were just touchy as [B7]hell
{verse}
Somewhere near Paterson everything slowed to a crawl
The all-news station was thanking someone for the call
It's a van from St. Agnes's choir
There's a nun out there changing a tire
By the time they got by her, tempers were out of control
{pre-chorus}
So they [Am]all hit the gas in a dash for position
[C]Bobbing and weaving and flashing their high-beams
[Em]Flipping the bird and screaming obscenities
A [C]well-insured hoard hell-bent on Saturday
{intro}
{verse}
And so they continued west-bound and into the sun
Law and decorum constraining nary a one
By then it was devil-may-care
Not one even vaguely aware
That they had come all the way to the Delaware Water Gap
{pre-chorus}
But how had it happened? They had all missed their exits
How had it happened? Was it some kind of vortex?
And in they all went, bumper to bumper
Faster and faster, no sign of a trooper
{chorus}
[G]In they all went, like sheep to the slaughter
[D]Bankers and carpenters, doctors and lawyers
And [Em]in they all went, families in minivans
[C]Reagan republicans, weekend militiamen
{chorus}
They followed the river, and rounded the bend
Between Minsi and Tammany and into their destiny
Lying in ambush right there before them
The angry old sun right on the horizon
{verse}
Sister Maria tightened the bolts of the spare
She said a quick prayer and put the old van into gear
Thank God that the traffic was light
If she hurried she might not be late
For that evening's performance at the state penitentiary
{pre-chorus}
She entered the common room and there was her choir
Altos and baritones, basses and tenors
Car thieves and crack dealers, mobsters and murderers
Husbands and sons, fathers and brothers
{chorus}
And so it began in glorious harmony
Softly and Tenderly - calling for you and me
With the interstate whining way off in the distance
And the sun going down through the bars of the prison
{chorus}
They poured out their souls, they poured out their memories
They poured out their hopes for what's left of eternity
To sister Maria - her soul like a prism
For the light of forgiveness on all of their faces
{intro}