| There was a lonesome cowboy, who rode his horse all day,
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| At night he slept in the moonlight, till he heard that midnight
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| Train…
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| And then that lonesome cowboy, looked up at the stars in the sky,
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| «i will leave my land and my horses, on that midnight train I will
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| Ride,
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| To the city, far across the plains,
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| To that city, on that midnight train, here it comes,
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| Choo choo choo… on that midnight train"
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| And then that lonesome cowboy, stepped into a bar,
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| A pretty girl slid over nice and easy, «boy your money won’t go far.»
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| She took him outside to an alley, he got dragged into a fight,
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| And a bullet sent him dying, and he cursed that moonless night
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| In that city, far across the plains,
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| In that city, he could hear that midnight train, down the line;
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| Choo choo choo… he could hear that midnight train
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| And now that lonesome cowboy is lain beneath the clay,
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| His horses they’re still waiting, for he is gone away;
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| Now if you think the grass is greener on the far side of the hill
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| All you cowboys, take it easy, there’s no grass there at all.
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| In that city, far across the plains,
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| In that city, you’d better miss that midnight train, here it comes
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| Choo choo choo… you’d better miss that midnight train
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| Choo choo choo… that train is coming for you. |