| That mornin' sun made it’s way
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| Through the windshield of my Chevrolet
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| Whiskey eyes and ashtray breath
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| On a chert rock gravel road
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| What the hell did I do last night?
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| That’s the story of my life
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| Like tryin' to remember words
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| To a song nobody wrote
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| And it’s sad and it’s long and can’t nobody sing along
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| It’s a southbound train, it’s a whistle in the wind
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| Ain’t no one there to care where I’ve been
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| I’m hummin' on that lonesome song again
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| I took a trip across the country from Montgomery
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| Discovered I’d been wrong for so long
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| I thought it was the fame and the glory and the money
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| But all I’ve got to show is a damn song
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| And it’s sad and it’s long, can’t nobody sing along
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| It’s a southbound train, it’s a whistle in the wind
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| There’s no one there to sing to in the end
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| I’m hummin' on that lonesome song again
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| And it’s sad and it’s long, can’t nobody sing along
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| It’s a southbound train, it’s a whistle in the wind
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| There’s no one there to care where I’ve been
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| I’m hummin' on that lonesome song again
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| The mornin' sun made it’s way
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| Through the windshield of my Chevrolet
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| Whiskey eyes and ashtray breath
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| On a chert rock gravel road |