| Well, up in the evening down in Mobile, Alabama
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| Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer
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| Gotta make some money to buy some brand new shoes
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| Trying to find somebody to take away these blues
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| «She don’t love me» hear them singing in the sun
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| Payday’s coming and my work is all done
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| Later in the evening when the sun is sinking low
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| All day I been waiting for the whistle to blow
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| Sitting in a tepee, built it right on the track
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| Rolling them bones until the foreman comes back
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| Pick up your belongings, boys, and scatter about
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| We’ve got an off-schedule train comin' two miles about
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| Everybody’s scrambling and running around
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| Picking up their money, tearing the tepee down
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| Foreman was a panic, 'bout to go insane
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| Trying to get the workers out the way of the train
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| Engineer blowing the whistle loud and long
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| Can’t stop the train, they gotta let it roll on |