Into chords:
(these chords are some kind of weird and 'C7,' respectively)
I'm an engine driver
on a long run, on a long run
would I were beside her
she's a long one, such a long one
and if you don't love me let me go
and if you don't love me let me go
I'm a county lineman
on the high line, on the high line
so will be my grandson
there are powerlines in our blood lines
and if you don't love me let me go
and if you don't love me let me go
I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
I've written pages upon pages
trying to rid you from my bones
.....
my bones, my bones....
etc. until this beautiful song is over. Call some friends and have a weepy singalong.