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Date: Thu, 14 Nov 1996 14:49:43 -0500
From: Andrew Rogers 
Subject: ./n/nyro_laura/poverty_train.crd

                            "Poverty Train"
                              (Laura Nyro)

Intro (guitars):

	----------------------------------------
	--------------11------------------------
	-----------------11R10-8-10-8-----------
	------------------------------10--------
	--3---------------------------------2-3-
	----------------------------------------
	[fuzz]	      [acoustic]           [bass]

	Last call for the poverty train

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	-------------------
	-------------------
	-6--------6---5B6--
	---8--6-8----------
	 [acoustic]

	Abmaj7 (vibes - there's a high D on acoustic bass in there)
	Last call for the poverty train

	piano (transcribed, admittedly an octave lower, for guitar) [2X]:

	 C                          Gm7
	 v   v   v     v   v   v     v   v   v     v   v   v
	-0-----------|-0-----------|-------------|-------------|
	-1-----------|-1-------1---|-3-----------|-3-----------|
	-0-----------|-0-------0---|-2h3-----2---|-0-----------|
	-------------|-------------|-------------|---------3---|
	-3-----------|-------------|-------------|-------------|
	-------------|-------------|-3-----------|-------------|

	F/Bb                        F/A
	 v   v   v     v   v   v     v   v   v     v   v   v
	-------------|-------------|-------------|-------------|
	-1-----------|-1-----------|-1-----------|-1-----------|
	-2-----------|-2-----------|-2-----------|-2-----------|
	-3-------3---|---------3---|-3-------3---|---------3---|
	-1-----------|-------------|-0-----------|-------------|
	-------------|-------------|-------------|-------------|

Verse 1:

	    C             Gm/C     F/Bb        F/A
	It looks good and dirty on shiny light strip
	            C        Gm/C         F/Bb       F/A
	And if you don't get beat you got yourself a trip
	       Eb/Ab          Dm7            Eb/Ab          Dm7
	You can see the walls roar, see your brains on the floor
	      Eb/Ab         Dm7           Eb/Ab      Gm7
	Become God, become cripple, become funky and split
	          Fm7
	Why was I born
	                                          F/G   G
	No-no-no-no  whoa-oh no-no-no-no no no no, no

Verse 2:

	Oh baby, I just saw the Devil and he's smilin' at me
	I heard my bones cry, Devil why's it got to be
	Devil played with my brother, Devil drove my mother
	Now the tears in the gutter are floodin' the sea
	Why was I born
	No-no-no-no  whoa-oh no-no-no-no no no no, no

Verse 3:

	Oh baby, it looks good and dirty, them shiny lights glow
	A million night tramps, tricks and tracks will come and go
	Eb/Ab            Dm7
	You're starvin' today
	   Fmaj7 Em7  Fmaj7
	But who cares anyway
	F/G        C            Gm7/C Abmaj7 Gm7 Cm7
	Baby, it feels like I'm dyin'   now

Coda:

	I swear there's something better than
	Abmaj7 (vibes)
	Getting off on sweet cocaine
	[C]					[single note]
	It feels so good
	Absus2 [468xxx]         Dbsus4 [xxx674]
	       It feels so good
	                               [G] [F]
	Gettin' off the poverty train
	Gm7/C
	Mornin'...


-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers