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Train Man's Blues
There's a train
Runnin' through my backyard,
The low and lonesome whistle calls,
As the wheels turn long and hard.
One of these lost days
I'm gonna hop that ol' rattler,
See where it goes -
On down to Texas, Utah or old Mexico...
'Cause that's just
The kind of man I am...
I've known it from the start,
I've got a roaming soul
And a travellin' heart...
Don't care where she goes
Gonna ride 'er til the end, for
This ol' train and I understand...
As long as we're together
We're surely amongst friends.
Heaven, and hell
Are stops along the line;
- It's just the price to pay
Ridin' life's train, to the end of time...
'Cause that's just
The kind of man I am...
I've known it from the start, oh yea,
I've got a roaming soul
And I got a travellin' heart...
poem
by
Smoky Hoss
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