| SHE GOT UP EARLY TO BOARD THE TRAIN, DRAGGED HER BAG THROUGH THE POURING RAIN
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| AND THE NOTE SAID, NEVER AGAIN
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| THAT TRAINS SET AND BOUND TO GO, BUT IM FIVE MILES FROM THE DEPOT
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| AND THIS RACE, ILL NEVER WIN
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| SHES RIDING ON THAT TRAIN ALONE, IT TOOK LIKE SHE WAS ITS OWN
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| NOTHING LEFT NOW BUT EMPTY TRACKS
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| AS I STARE OFF DOWN THEM SHINY RAILS, THAT WHISTLE GIVES A LONESOME WAIL
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| ITS UP TO ME NOW, TO BRING HER BACK
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| YEAH I GOTTA STOP THIS SPEEDING TRAIN, GOTTA STOP THIS BLEEDING PAIN
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| LORD HELP ME IF YOU CAN
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| SHES GOT LEAVIN IN HER HEAD, AND MY HEART IN HER HANDS
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| WELL I GUESS BY NOW SHES OUTTA STATE, AND IM A LITTLE BIT RUNNIN LATE
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| I WISH I HAD A FASTER CAR
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| IF I EVER BRING HER BACK, ILL DYNAMITE THOSE RAILROAD TRACKS
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| AND NEVER GO NEAR ANOTHER BAR
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| YEAH I GOTTA STOP THIS SPEEDING TRAIN, GOTTA STOP THIS BLEEDING PAIN
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| LORD HELP ME IF YOU CAN
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| SHES GOT LEAVIN IN HER HEAD, SHES GOT LEAVIN IN HER HEAD
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| SHES GOT LEAVIN IN HER HEAD, AND MY HEART IN HER HANDS |