| CHOO — CHOO LULLABY
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| Choo — Choo Lullaby, sing oh me oh my;
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| Rock a baby high, Choo — Choo.
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| Rock a baby low, rock a baby slow,
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| To Promotory Point wo go!
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| Choo-Choo have you heard? |
| Mind you, not a word.
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| Their´s to be o back-tracking,
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| Back to coal and steam! |
| Isn´t that a scream?
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| I heard it from a miner bird.
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| Carter wants her back, back to Hackensack,
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| Carter, out in Wyoming.
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| Carter wants her back, back to blow her stack,
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| So Choo-Choo, see what you can do,
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| Give her back her track, give her back her stack,
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| Taller than a tale, Choo-Choo.
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| Give her back her crew, give her back her due,
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| Along the Californya trail!
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| Give a boot a sail; |
| give a kite a tail;
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| Give drought a rain, Choo-Choo.
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| Give your dear Ol´Dad what he never had,
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| An Honest Engine Choo-Choo Train.
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| What a «Union Day» is the Tenth of may,
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| Just For you and me, Choo-Choo.
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| Past and Future meet, underneath our feet,
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| A Promotory Point of view! |