| There is a train at Version City
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| Waiting for the rhythm mail
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| If you can jump then jump right now
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| She can pull you through to better days
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| Is that the train that the speak off
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| The one I heard in my younger days
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| All great bluesmen have rode her
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| I’m jumping up gonna ride that train
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| There’s a lonely soul out on the crossroads
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| He’s waiting there in the pouring rain
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| He’s looking for that great ride yeh
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| That’ll take him to oh what’s her name
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| So I rode that train from Version City
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| For ninety-nine an’one half days
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| Never heard such rhythm sound
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| It was in my soul which was on the train
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| We went straight through Syndrum Inc.
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| Up an’over the Acapella Pass
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| Then Gibson Town and Fenderville
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| All stations to the Mesa Boogie Ranch
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| We saw that soul out on the cross roads
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| Waitin’there in the pouring rain
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| We called hey engine slow your rhythms
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| See he wants to ride the version train
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| We rode that train from Version City
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| For ninety-nine and one half years
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| I never seen such funky country
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| While riding with the engineers
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| Could not fill no application
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| Before I rode this rhythm train
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| Could not work at my station
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| Before I rode the version train
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| There is a train at Version City
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| Waiting for the rhythm mail
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| If you can jump then jump right now
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| She can pull you through to better days |