Greyhound

Words and Music by Harry Chapin



C                      Am
It's midnight at the depot 

      F                 Bbmaj7
And I drag my bags in line

F                Eb
Trav'ling light, I got to go

        Bb                 C
But the bus won't be on time

Am          Em              Bb  Bb/A Gm
Everybody's looking half alive

      F  Bbmaj7           C
Later on the bus arrives


      C                    Am
They punch my ticket and I find a seat

       F                          Bbmaj7
And we move out past the lights

F                   Ebmaj7
Come on driver, where's your heat

     Bb                    C
It's cold out here tonight

     Am             Em                Bb  Bb/A  Gm
Keep telling to myself that I don't care

         F    Bbmaj7       C
Come tomorrow, I'll be there


         Am
Take the Greyhond

        F         G7        Em
It's a dog of a way to get around

          F           Am
Take the Greyhound

       Dm9          Bbmaj7         C
It's a doggone easy way to get you down


C                             Am
I'm tired of watching this night go by

      F                     Bbmaj7
So I look across the aisle

    F                 Ebmaj7
The window's frosted, I can't sleep

        Bb                     C
But the girl returns my smile

      Am              Em               Bb   Bb/A  Gm
She reminds me of someone I knew back home

     F     Bbmaj7      C
So I doze, so it goes


                  Am
When you take the Greyhond

         F        G7        Em
It's a dog of a way to get around

          F           Am
Take the Greyhound

       Dm9           Bbmaj7        C
It's a doggone easy way to get you down


    C              Am            F   Bbmaj7
I'm wrinkled on my stool at the rest stop

    F               Ebmaj7       Bbmaj7   C
The waitress being cozy with the highway cop

    Am                Em
My coffee's tasting tired

    Am              Em
My eyes rool over dead

Am           Em
Got to go outside 

             Bbmaj7 F6/A        Gm
And get the gas out of my head

F  Dm7 Dm     C
Oh, to be in bed...


Cm .......

Cm - F7 - Cm - F7 - Cm -  F7 - F


        Cm       F7
Got me driving

       F7      Cm      F7
You've got me driving

       F7    Cm
I'm on this Greyhound bus

            F7       Cm
And you're driving

                                          Cm (powerful)
But there's nothing new about Greyhound

                                            Cm (powerful)
And there's nothing new about feeling down


And there's nothing new about putting off

   Eb             Bb         Cm
Or putting myself on, Oh Greyhound

Cm
Looking to tomorrow that's the way the loser hides

Ab
I should have realized by now that all my life's a ride

     F7
It's time to find a happy time and make myself a friend

          Ab
Well you know there ain't no rainbows waiting 

G           Gadd11-G           C
When this journey ends, Oh...

C                      Am
Stepping off of this dirty bus

      F                    Bbmaj7
First time I've understood

F              Ebmaj7
Got to be the going

        Bb                     C
Not the getting there that's good

Am                       Em         Bb   Bb/A  Gm7
That's a thought for keeping if I could

      F              Dm
It's got to be the going

           G                   C
Not the gettin' there that's good...


Greyhound

Words and Music by Harry Chapin

(capo 3rd fret transpose)

A                      F#m
It's midnight at the depot 

      D                 Gmaj7
And I drag my bags in line

D                Cmaj7
Trav'ling light, I got to go

        G                 A
But the bus won't be on time

F#m          C#m              G  G/F# Em
Everybody's looking half alive

      D  Gmaj7           A
Later on the bus arrives


      A                    F#m
They punch my ticket and I find a seat

       D                          Gmaj7
And we move out past the lights

D                   Cmaj7
Come on driver, where's your heat

     G                    A
It's cold out here tonight

     F#m             C#m                G  G/F#  Em
Keep telling to myself that I don't care

         D    Gmaj7       A
Come tomorrow, I'll be there


         F#m
Take the Greyhond

        D         E7        C#m
It's a dog of a way to get around

          D           F#m
Take the Greyhound

       D            Gmaj7         A
It's a doggone easy way to get you down


A                             F#m
I'm tired of watching this night go by

      D                     Gmaj7
So I look across the aisle

    D                 Cmaj7
The window's frosted, I can't sleep

        D                     A
But the girl returns my smile

      F#m              C#m               G   G/F#  Em
She reminds me of someone I knew back home

     D     Gmaj7      A
So I doze, so it goes


                  F#m
When you take the Greyhond

         D        E7        C#m
It's a dog of a way to get around

          D           F#m
Take the Greyhound

       D             Gmaj7        A
It's a doggone easy way to get you down


    A              F#m            D   Gmaj7
I'm wrinkled on my stool at the rest stop

    D               Cmaj7/G     G      A
The waitress being cozy with the highway cop

    F#m                C#m
My coffee's tasting tired

    F#m              C#m
My eyes rool over dead

F#m           C#m
Got to go outside 

           G     G/F#     Em
And get the gas out of my head

D  Gmaj7            A
Oh,         to be in bed...


Am .......

Riff over the Am:
A-string only:  A - B - C  /  B - C - B - C - B - A - A (3 x's)
A - B - C - B - C - B - A

E-string only: E - G - A#


Am - D7 - Am - D7


        Am       D7
Got me driving

             Am      D7
You've got me driving

           Am
I'm on this Greyhound bus

            D7       Am
And you're driving

NOTE: You can get away with an Am here, but Harry actually is playing this:

X-O-----O-X
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                                          Am (powerful)
But there's nothing new about Greyhound

                                            Am (powerful)
And there's nothing new about feeling down


And there's nothing new about putting off

   C             G         Am
Or putting myself on, Oh Greyhound

Am
Looking to tomorrow that's the way the loser hides

F
I should have realized by now that all my life's a ride

     D7
It's time to find a happy time and make myself a friend

          F
Well you know there ain't no rainbows waiting 

E           Esus  E         A
When this journey ends, Oh...

A                      F#m
Stepping off of this dirty bus

      D                    Gmaj7
First time I've understood

D              Cmaj7
Got to be the going

        G                     A
Not the getting there that's good

F#m                  C#m         G   G/F#  Em
That's a thought for keeping if I could

      D              Bm
It's got to be the going

           E                   A
Not the gettin' there that's good...

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