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Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill |
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He never worked, and he never will, |
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And it's ride, ride, ride. |
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Railroad Bill's a mighty mean man |
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Shot the light out of the poor brakeman's hand |
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Railroad Bill, up on a hill |
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Lightin' a seegar with a ten-dollar bill. |
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Railroad Bill took my wife, |
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If I didn't like it, gonna take my life. |
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Goin' on a mountain, goin' out west |
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Thirty-eight special stickin' out of my vest. |
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Buy me a pistol just as long as my arm |
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Shoot everybody ever done me harm. |
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Got a thirty-special in a forty-five frame, |
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I can't miss 'cause I got dead aim. |
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Railroad Bill, he ain't so bad |
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Whupped his mama, shot his old dad. |
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Early one morning, standing in the rain |
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Round the bend come a long freight train. |
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Railroad Bill a-comin' home soon |
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Killed McMillan by the light of the moon |
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McMillan had a special train |
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When they got there they was prayin' |
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Kill me a chicken, send me the wing |
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They think I'm workin', Lord, I ain't doin' a thing. |
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Kill me a chicken, send me the head, |
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Think I'm workin', Lord, I'm layin' in bed. |
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Gonna drink my whiskey, drink it in the wind |
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The doctor said it'd kill me but he didn't say when. |
