| I went down to the station, just to take a ride.
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| I went down to the station, just to take a ride.
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| Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind.
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| Pullin’out from the platform, there was no brass band.
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| I pulled out from the platform, nobody raised a hand.
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| And there were no tears of regret from my runaway train.
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| Train, train, train, train.
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| Got no sand in my pocket, you know i ain’t tied down.
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| Ain’t no sand in my pocket, never do sit down.
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| I’m just a cross-tie walker, where the freight trains run.
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| Run, run, run, run.
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| If you see me acomin', don’t you waste my time.
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| If you see me acomin', don’t you waste my time.
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| 'cause there’s more miles between us than the santa fe line.
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| Run, run, run, run.
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| Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm… |