| Well, I’ve been hoppin' freight trains all my life
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| I woke up cold and hungry, in the middle of the night
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| I’ve been on the wrong end of a drunkard’s night
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| And nowhere to send the letters that I write
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| And I’ll bet I’ve seen most every single town
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| But never stopped quite long enough to ever hang around
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| 'Cause that whistle makes a mighty lonesome sound
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| It’s been on my mind, I’d love to settle down
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| And I don’t wanna ride the rails no more
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| I wanna know a woman’s love worth dyin' for
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| Hear children playin' through an old screen door
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| No, I don’t wanna ride the rails no more
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| The train’s pullin' out at half past 9
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| The waitress said, «Hey stranger, how 'bout one more glass of wine?»
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| We kept talkin' and we lost all track of time
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| The train pulled out, left us there behind
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| And I don’t wanna ride the rails no more
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| I wanna know a woman’s love worth dyin' for
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| Hear children playin' through an old screen door
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| No, I don’t wanna ride the rails no more
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| For the first time in my life, I didn’t run
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| I felt your arms around me and my rambling days were done
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| Somethin' changed deep inside of me
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| The radio played «Love Is All You Need»
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| Oh, I don’t wanna ride the rails no more
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| I wanna know a woman’s love worth dyin' for
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| Hear children playin' through an old screen door
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| No, I don’t wanna ride the rails no more
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| And I don’t wanna ride the rails no more
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| I wanna know a woman’s love worth dyin' for
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| Hear children playin' through an old screen door
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| No, I don’t wanna ride the rails no more
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| No, I don’t wanna ride the rails no more
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| No, I don’t wanna ride the rails no more |