Well I'm walkin' down the track,
I got tears in my eyes,
Tryin' to read a letter from my home.
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If that train runs me right,
I'll be home tomorrow night
'Cause it's nine hundred miles
where I'm goin'
And I hate to hear that lonesome
whistle blow.
Well the train I ride on
Is a hundred coaches long,
You can hear the whistle blow a
hundred miles.
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I will pawn you my watch,
I will pawn you my chain,
Pawn you my gold diamond ring.
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If my woman says so,
I will railroad no more,
But I'll sidetrack my train and come home.
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