D

hear

that

train

a

D

com

in'

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D

roll

in

round

the

D

bend

and

D

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ain't

seen

the

D

sun

shine

since

D

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don't

know

D

when

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G

stuck

in

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som

G

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son

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and

time

keeps

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drag

gin'

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on

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D

D

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that

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train

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a

A

roll-

in'

A

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down

to

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tone

D

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was

just

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ba-

by

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D

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ma

told

me

D

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D

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ways

be

a

D

good

boy

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D

ev

er

play

with

D

guns"

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G

shot

a

man

in

G

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no

G

just

to

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watch

him

D

die.

D

D

D

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I

A

hear

that

whis

tle

A

blow

in

A

I

hang

my

A

head

and

D

cry

D

bet

there's

rick

folks

D

eat

in'

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D

fan-

cy

din

ing

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car

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D

prob'

ly

drink-

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cof

fee

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smo

kin'

big

cig

D

ars

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G

know

I

had

it

G

com

in'

G

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know

I

G

can't

be

D

free

D

D

D

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those

A

peo

ple

keep

a'

A

mov'

in'

A

and

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what

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tor

-

tures

D

me

D

freed

me

from

this

D

pri

son

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that

D

rail

road

train

was

D

mine

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D

bet

I'd

move

it

D

on

a

lit

tle

D

far

ther

down

the

D

line

G

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from

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som

G

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son

G

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where

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want

to

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stay

D

D

D

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let

that

lone

some

A

whis

tle

A

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my

A

blues

a

-

D

way

D

A

A

D