| Steel rails, chasing sunshine round the bend
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| Winding through the trees, like a ribbon in the wind
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| I don’t mind not knowing what lies down the track
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| Cause i’m looking out ahead, to keep my mind from turning back
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| It’s not the first time i’ve found myself alone and known
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| If i really had you once, then i’d have you when i’m gone
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| Whistle blows, blowin’lonesome in my mind
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| Calling me along that never ending metal line
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| Steel rails, chasing sunshine round the bend
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| Winding through the trees, like a ribbon in the wind
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| I don’t mind not knowing what lies down the track
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| Cause i’m looking out ahead, to keep my mind from turning back
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| Sun is shining, through the open boxcar door
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| Lying in my mind with the things i’ve known before
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| I’ve lost count of the hours, days, and nights
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| The rhythm of the rails keeps the motion in my mind
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| Steel rails, chasing sunshine round the bend
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| Winding through the trees, like a ribbon in the wind
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| I don’t mind not knowing what lies down the track
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| Cause i’m looking out ahead, to keep my mind from turning back
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| Cause i’m looking out ahead, to keep my mind from turning back |