调:D major•
Verse 1
runs to heaven,
And it blows for every crossing
No, you cannot buy a ticket
For your fond and loving Savior
The engine's made of silver
The rails are made of gold
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G
C
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Chosen from the Saviour's fold
If you want to ride to heaven
You must put your trust in Jesus
When you hear that whistle blowin'
But your heart will fill with gladness
the rails are made of gold,
you
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