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Progress Train chords by Peggy Seeger

  • D

  • G

  • Gm

    3
  • E

  • Eb

    6
  • A

  • F

  • C

  • Bb

Verse 1
D
The human brain can't stand still,
even when it gets to the top
of the hill.
G
Gm
Just can't stop and admire the view,
always got to have something new.
E
D
The human brain's an intelligent fool,
build you a hospital,
build you a school.
G
Oh, you wake up the very next
Gm
day
The progress train took
E
it all away
D
The progress train
can't demolish your town
Selling us heaven when we're
hellbound
When we're hellbound
G
Gm
G
Fed by apathy, driven by greed
Gm
Always running at top speed,
D
going so fast
You won't notice it till it's past
G
Doesn't give a damn about yesterday
Gm
Eb
When you forget what it took away
A
You'll know the progress train
D
Rolled right over you
Juggernaut hurtling down the road,
you're not in control,
you're part of the load
Gm
F
Running the lights won't slow down,
Gm
you're getting in its way and it'll
D
run you down
The progress train is on a one -way track,
take you there, won't bring you back
C
F
And when you start singing,
Bb
G
I'm alright, Jack, I'm alright,
Gm
Eb
Jack, I'm alright, Jack
A
You know the progress train
D
ran right into you
The girl in the red shoes had to dance
The progress train has to advance
Gm
F
Tables to turn, money to earn,
Gm
bridges to burn
D
We never learn, got no destination,
it'll go anywhere
Doesn't even know when it's got there
G
Got no beginning, got no end
Gm
Doesn't even care what's
around the bend
D
Got to grow, got to change
Build up, tear down, rearrange
Gm
Got to move on, dirty or clean
It's an atom bomb
Eb
It's a washing machine
D
It's a love song
It sings, seducing you with things
Gm
G
that ease your heart an
d please your mind
Gm
The passengers sleep
Eb
and the driver's blind
A fire in his pants, he don't dance,
no romance
They want you now, they want you now,
they want you now
D
And they'll have you now
A
That's the progress train
D
And it's right over you.
The human race has a fatal knack
of going full speed down a cul -de -sac.
G
After running so fast or working hard,
Gm
there's a hell of a mess in the backyard.
G
D
Progress trains sing sweet and low
And every time you hear it
G
you know something's wrong
F
G
Still, you tap your feet,
Gm
the words don't matter
Eb
Cause the tune is so sweet
D
A
That's the progress train
D
And it's singing to you
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