| All day, everyday
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| I swing my hammer to the metal on the northern railway
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| Always a movie playing in my head
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| A million movies starring you and me
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| Moonshine every night
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| Eating supper by the fire out in the clear moonlight
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| Ankles crossed, hands behind my head
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| Telling stories, singing songs about the west
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| I’m always thinking of you
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| Staring off down the railroad line
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| One sweet day i will see you
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| But i’ll swing the hammer until
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| The empire builder brings me home
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| For two months and two odd weeks
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| Sometimes days go by in which nobody speaks
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| From illinois to washington
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| There ain’t nothing but the hammer to the rail
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| One day when this track runs through
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| I’m gonna buy a new suit and come looking for you
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| Care free, you and me
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| We’ll take the empire builder to the sea
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| And i’m always thinking of you
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| Staring off down the railroad line
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| One sweet day i will see you
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| But i’ll swing the hammer until
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| The empire builder brings me home |