| I was ridin' number nine
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| Headin' south from Caroline
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| I heard that lonesome whistle blow
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| Got in trouble, had to roam
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| Left my gal and left my home
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| I heard that lonesome whistle blow
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| Just a kid actin' smart
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| I went and broke my darlin’s heart
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| I guess I was too young to know
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| They took me off the Georgia Main
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| Locked me to a ball and chain
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| I heard that lonesome whistle blow
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| All alone I bear the shame
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| I’m a number not a name
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| I heard that lonesome whistle blow
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| All I do is sit and cry
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| When the evenin' train goes by
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| I heard that lonesome whistle blow
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| I’ll be locked here in this cell
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| Till my body’s just a shell
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| And my hair turns whiter than snow
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| I’ll never see that gal of mine
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| Lord, I’m in Georgia doin' time
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| I heard that lonesome whistle blow |