| Freight train, freight train, run so fast
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| Freight train, freight train, run so fast
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| Please, don’t tell what train I’m on
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| They won’t know what route I’m going
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| When I’m dead and in my grave
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| No more good times here I crave
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| Place the stones at my head and feet
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| And tell them all I’m gone to sleep
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| When I die, oh, bury me deep
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| Down at the end of old Chestnut Street
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| So I can hear old Number Nine
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| As she comes rolling by
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| When I die, oh bury me deep
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| Down at the end of old Chestnut Street
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| Place the stones at my head and feet
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| And tell them all, I’m gone to sleep
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| Freight train, freight train, run so fast
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| Freight train, freight train, run so fast
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| Please, don’t tell what train I’m on
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| They won’t know what route I’m going |