| Well well well well well
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| Keep on talkin' 'bout a sweet train
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| Born in my mama’s dream to be happy
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| Born in my mama’s dream to be happy
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| Sweet train, keep on rollin'
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| Sweet train, Milwaukee road
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| See the moon movin' along the sky, yes
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| Here’s a car movin' along the highway
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| You movin' to California with me,
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| I’m almost
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| Two thousand miles from my home sweet home
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| Two thousand miles from the arms
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| that bore me
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| Two thousand miles from my sweet home
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| Milwaukee
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| Yeah yeah, talkin' 'bout Milwaukee
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| Oh this train screamin' touched the sky
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| There’s a rain cloudin' the road before me
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| Strange moanin' and now
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| What did we thought that I would be
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| Find myself
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| Two thousand miles from my home sweet home
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| Two thousand miles from the arms
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| that bore me
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| Two thousand miles from my sweet home
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| Milwaukee
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| But I keep singin' roll on, Milwaukee road
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| Roll in the rain and cold
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| Don’t you know this train
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| Born in my mama’s dream to be happy
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| It moves me
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| Singin' roll on, Milwaukee road
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| Got to warm up the tracks and cold
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| Sweet train born in my mama’s dream
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| to be happy.
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| Well let me tell you somethin'
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| Now you don’t know
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| how they bring me down
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| Sometimes they try to bring me down
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| Let me inform you
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| Sometimes scrappin' and scratchin' my back
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| Good man, well well
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| And I got the greatest urge
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| to leave this town
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| A dirty town of broken dreams
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| And broken hearts and broken lives
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| And twisted ghostly songs and souls
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| And wailin' sunsets
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| And they say now don’t you leave this town
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| Got to stick around now, kid
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| Just to see it crumble to the ground
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| Don’t you leave this town
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| You got to stick around now, kid
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| Just to see it crumble to the ground
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| Tell me, say brother,
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| don’t leave this town
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| Got to stick around
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| Watch it crumble now to the ground
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| Said don’t you leave this town
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| Now stick around
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| Watch it crumble to the ground
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| I wake up early, yes
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| I wake up early, Lord
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| I wake up early in the mornin'
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| Sweatin' and cryin' and wailin'
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| I wake up,
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| see the moon movin' along the sky
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| Lord, I been tryin', tryin'
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| To pull some good luck my way
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| And all I need is someone to love me
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| Find myself
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| Two thousand miles from my home sweet home
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| Two thousand miles from the arms
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| that bore me
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| Two thousand miles from my sweet home
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| Milwaukee
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| But I keep singin' roll on, Milwaukee road
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| Gonna roll in the rain and cold
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| Do you know this train
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| Was born in my mama’s dream to be happy
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| You’re so fine, singin' roll on,
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| Milwaukee road
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| Warm up the tracks and cold
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| Sweet train born in my mama’s dream
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| to be happy
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| Yeah yeah, got to get it together
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| Gonna be happy, boy
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| Get yourself together |