| I’m walking down the track
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| Got the sun behind my back
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| Why do the hours pass so slo-o-ow?
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| What if I had my way
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| See my girl on Saturday
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| But I’m too many miles from my home
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| How I hate to spend these summer days alone
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| Well I Harriet (?) to see my little darling
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| Though never never again
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| When they found me riding on the freight car
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| Well they put me off of that train
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| At the first of every day
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| I start out another way
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| With not a soul to care how far I roam
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| Well it’s always the same
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| No money knows my name
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| And I haven’t got a place to call my own
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| How I hate to spend these summer days alone
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| Well I wanna go back to my loved one
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| I wanna go home to stay
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| How I miss her in the morning and the evening
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| Oh I miss her on the late of the long day (?)
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| So I’m walking down the track
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| Got the sun behind my back
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| Why do the hours pass so slo-o-ow?
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| What if I had my way
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| See my girl on Saturday
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| But I’m too many miles from my home
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| How I hate to spend these summer days alone
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| Tell me why did I decide to leave my home |