| When the nightingale sings in the deep of the night
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| And the robin he sleeps on the wing
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| Hear the toll of the bell ringing out all is well
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| And the city’s golden lights shining on
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| Ride the long black train
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| Ride the long black train
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| It takes us all the black train
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| Take me home black train
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| Ride the long black train
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| Ride the long black train
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| It takes us all the black train
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| Take me home black train
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| And the shadows we pass turns my soul into glass
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| And the streets that I walk are all tamed
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| Hear the toll of the bell ringing out all is well
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| And the city’s golden lights shining on
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| Ride the long black train
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| Ride the long black train
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| It takes us all the black train
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| Take me home black train
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| And the briar and the rose in the churchyard they grow
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| 'Neath the clock tower tall all entwined
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| And the raven he flies round the oak as she sighs
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| And the candles they call out my name
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| To ride the long black train
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| Ride the long black train
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| It takes us all the black train
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| Take me home black train |