| Going down to take a ride on the Rock Island Line
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| I’m gonna meet an old friend of mine
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| It’s gonna be a fine ride if only I can hide
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| From the man who guards the freighting line
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| I’ve got two thousand miles to go where I want to be Lady luck stay with me I wanna be there
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| I gotta be there
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| Oh, sweet country calling, calling me its way
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| Come and bathe in cool clear waters, wash the city dirt away
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| Oh, sweet country calling, I’ve got something to say
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| When I get back to you, I won’t let you down
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| This time I’m gonna stay
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| I wanna hear, hear the bluegrass
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| I wanna breathe in the mountain air
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| I gotta take in all that moonshine
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| But most of all I wanna see a friend of mine
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| Last time I saw her she was waving me goodbye
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| Heading on down the line
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| She said Come on along, I decided to stay
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| Now I know I was wrong
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| That’s why I’m playing with fate riding this freight
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| Lady luck please stay with me I wanna be there
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| I gotta be there
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| Oh, sweet country calling, calling me its way
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| Come and bathe in cool clear waters, wash the city dirt away
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| Oh, sweet country calling, I’ve got something to say
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| When I get back to you, I won’t let you down
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| This time I’m gonna stay
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| Oh, sweet country calling, calling me its way
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| Come and bathe in cool clear waters, wash the city dirt away
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| Oh, sweet country calling, I’ve got something to say
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| When I get back to you, I won’t let you down
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| This time I’m gonna stay |