| There’s a long black train comin' down the line,
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| Feeding off the souls that are lost and cryin'.
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| Rails of sin, only evil remains.
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| Watch out, brother, for that long black train.
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| Look to the heaven’s, you can look to the sky.
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| You can find redemption staring back into your eyes.
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| There is protection and there’s peace the same:
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| Burnin' your ticket for that long black train.
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| 'Cause there’s victory in the Lord, I say.
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| Victory in the Lord.
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| Cling to the Father and his Holy name,
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| And don’t go ridin' on that long black train.
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| There’s an engineer on that long black train,
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| Makin' you wonder if the ride is worth the pain.
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| He’s just a-waitin' on your heart to say:
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| «Let me ride on that long black train.»
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| But you know there’s victory in the Lord, I say.
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| Victory in the Lord.
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| Cling to the Father and his Holy name,
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| And don’t go ridin' on that long black train.
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| Well, I can hear the whistle from a mile away.
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| It sounds so good but I must stay away.
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| That train is a beauty makin' everybody stare,
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| But its only destination is the middle of nowhere.
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| But you know there’s victory in the Lord, I say.
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| Victory in the Lord.
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| Cling to the Father and his Holy name,
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| And don’t go ridin' on that long black train.
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| I said cling to the Father and his Holy name,
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| And don’t go ridin' on that long black train.
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| Yeah, watch out brother for that long black train.
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| That devil’s drivin' that long black train. |