| If I could be what I’d like to be
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| I’d like to be a train
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| Cause trains don’t have no heart to break
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| And they don’t feel no pain
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| If love was like a sweet red wine
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| I’d drink away my pain
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| I’d drink until my heart was filled
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| With love instead of shame
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| If I could be what I’d like to be
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| I’d like to be a train
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| Cause trains don’t have no heart to break
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| And they don’t feel no pain
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| Why can’t love be like a hickory tree
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| That stands so strong and tall
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| Why can’t I find a heart that’s true
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| Who’ll never say goodbye
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| If I could be what I’d like to be
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| I’d like to be a train
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| Cause trains don’t have no heart to break
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| And they don’t feel no pain
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| Oh what a shame you’ll never change
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| I guess I always knew
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| But there’s no boy in the whole wide world
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| I’d love as much as you
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| If I could be what I’d like to be
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| I’d like to be a train
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| Cause trains don’t have no heart to break
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| And they don’t feel no pain |