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I went down to the station, just to take a ride. |
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I went down to the station, just to take a ride. |
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Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind. |
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Pullin' out from the platform, there was no brass band. |
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I pulled out from the platform, nobody raised a hand. |
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And there were no tears of regret from my runaway train. |
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Train, train, train, train. |
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Got no sand in my pocket, you know I ain't tied down. |
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Ain't no sand in my pocket, never do sit down. |
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I'm just a cross-tie walker, where the freight trains run. |
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Run, run, run, run. |
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If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time. |
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If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time. |
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'Cause there's more miles between us than the Santa Fe Line. |
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Run, run, run, run. |
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Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.... |
