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Well I got my mail late last night a letter from a boy who found the time to write |
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To his lonesome girl somewhere in the night |
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He sent me a railroad ticket too to take me to his lovin' arms |
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love |
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I been out here many long days I haven't found a place that I could call my own |
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Not a two bit bed to lay my body on |
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I been stood up I bin shook down I bin dragged into the sand |
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love |
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I been up tight most every night walkin' along the streets of this old town |
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Not a friend around to tell my troubles to |
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My good old car she done broke down cause I drove it into the ground |
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love |
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Well I look over yonder cross the plain |
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The big drive wheels a poundin' along the ground |
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Gonna get on board and I'll be homeward bound |
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Now I ain't had a home cooked meal and Lord I need one now |
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love |
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[ harmonica ] |
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Well I got my mail late last night... |
