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There's a slow train comin' |
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It's movin' on down the line |
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Steel wheels on iron rails |
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Tonight I'm fixin' to die |
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Whoo, I hope you don't mind, pretty mama |
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Whoo, hope you don't mind if |
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I go'Cause when the steam from the slow train rises |
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I ain't gonna see you anymore |
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There's a slow train comin' |
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Comin' right on time |
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Smokestacks and bottle lightning |
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This jumper on the line |
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Whoo, I can't do without it anymore, pretty mama |
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Yes, I can't do it without it anymore' |
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Cause when the steam from the slow train rises |
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I ain't gonna see you anymore |
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There's a slow train comin' |
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To march us home from war |
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With my leather boots and my haversack |
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Sure can't take it no more |
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Whoo, I cried for her baby when |
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I saw you there |
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Whoo, I cried for her just the same' |
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Cause when the steam from the slow train rises |
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I'm gonna cry for you just the same |
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Well, there's a slow train comin' |
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Carryin' the mighty worker hordes |
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Eighteen days in the cotton field |
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Enough to put a man out of coup d'amour |
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Whoo, it's time to move on, pretty mama |
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Whoo, yes, it's time to move on as |
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I goAs the steam from my slow train rises |
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It's time for me to get on board |
