E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------1-----1----1--------------1-----1----1-------------------------------|
D|----2---2-----2-----2---2-----2---2-----2-----2---2------------------------|
A|--2-------2-----2-----2-----2-------2-----2-----2--------------------------|
E|0-------------------------0------------------------------------------------|
Guitar 1 plays this 1x, then Guitar 2 comes in.
For the rest of the song, Guitar 2 plays the chords,
while guitar 1 plays the same chords, but plays verses 
and chorus in the picking pattern above. 


[Verse 1]
E        A                 E        
So few remaining Rainwater Rats
B                             A               
Fewer could tell you what the nickname meant
E                   B       A                 E            
They still live and die near an aging railway line
                B           A        
Blessed once-an-hour by its passing


[Bridge 1]
E  A  E  A
     
    
[Verse 2]
         E               B        A                 E   
When the siren broke the silence, heralding mid-day
             B          A        E          
I'd rant and curse the awakening
      B                  G#m          F#m             E                            
I was tinder-sparked and smoking, the air raid wasn’t helping
   B               A                              C#m    
My head was in the clouds, my wheels were spinning

        
[Chorus]
         B          F#m E A     E       
The only thing that never breaks
         B                   A    E  
Constant passing, thundering rails
         B                   A    F#m  
Constant passing, thundering rails
                    A                      E  
Logan County had me screaming bloody murder
                  B                   A    E  
With the constant sound of thundering rails
         B                   A     
Constant sound of thundering rails


[Bridge 2]
E B A  E B A  E  A  E  A   E  
       
  
[Verse 3]
       B                A                       E     
Now my face has come to show tell-tale lines of age
          B                A            
Mark of a reckless type of living
E      B              G#m          F#m               E                                         
I wrap myself in warm contempt for nostalgic passing fancies
      B             A                                    C#m               
Never had a peak to recall, don't believe in "glory days"

        
[Chorus]
         B          F#m E A     E       
The only thing that never breaks
         B                   A    E  
Constant passing, thundering rails
         B                   A    F#m  
Constant passing, thundering rails
                    A                      E  
Logan County had me screaming bloody murder
                  B                   A    E  
With the constant sound of thundering rails
         B                   A     
Constant sound of thundering rails