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| 1. |
| 5:01 | 
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I am walkin' down this track
I've got tears in my eyes I'm tryin' to read a letter from my home An' if this train runs me right I'll be home Saturday night 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home Lord I hate to hear That lonesome whistle blow This train I ride on Is a hundred coaches long Well, you can hear her whistle blow A million miles An' if this train runs me right I'll see my woman on saturday night 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home Lord I hate to hear That lonesome whistle blow I will pawn you my wagon And I will pawn you my team I will pawn you my watch and my chain An' if this train runs me right I'll be home Saturday night 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home Lord I hate to hear That lonesome whistle blow That long lonesome train whistlin' down |
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| 2. |
| 2:56 |
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O dear, what can the matter be?
Dear, dear, what can the matter be? O dear, what can the matter be Johnny's so long at the fair. Johnny's so long at the fair. He promised he'd bring me a bunch of blue ribbons, To tie up my bonny brown hair. O dear, what can the matter be? Dear, dear, what can the matter be? O dear, what can the matter be Johnny's so long at the fair. Johnny's so long at the fair. |
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| 3. |
| 4:23 |
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Well, Johnny be fair and Johnny be fine and wants me for to wed
And I would marry Johnny, but my father up and said I'm sad to tell you daughter what your mother never knew But Johnny is a son of mine and so he's kin to you Well, Jimmy be fair and Jimmy be fine and wants me for to wed And I would marry Jimmy, but my father up and said I'm sad to tell you daughter what your mother never knew But Jimmy, too, is a son of mine and so he's kin to you Well, Billy be fair and Billy be fine and wants me for to wed And I would marry Billy, but my father up and said I'm sad to tell you daughter what your mother never knew But Billy, too, is a son of mine and so he's kin to you You never seen a girl so sad and sorry as I was The boys in town are all my kin and my father is the pa If this continue I shall die a single miss So I'll go to mother and complain to her of this Oh daughter, haven't I taught you to forgive and to forget Even if this all is true, still you needn't fret Your father may be father to all the boys in town, still He's not the one who sired you, so marry who you will |
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| 4. |
| 5:26 | 
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| 5. |
| 3:31 |
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| 6. |
| 4:06 |
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| 7. |
| 3:08 |
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| 8. |
| 8:51 |
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I sat in the shade of your old apple orchard
I watch your big trucks rolling by now I share the grape soda with a man from Dakota I've seen a June bug in July now I'm a drifter, I'm a loner I've seen every city and town now I pass by here and I'll die here Some stranger will lower me down I play basketball through the hoop of a barrel I struggle to learn how to swim now I used to think maybe I once was a baby I only pretend I was him now I only pretend I was him now I'm a drifter, I'm a loner I've seen every city and town now I pass by here and I'll die here Some stranger will lower me down, yeah I envy the ship sailing out of your harbours I swap dirty jokes with your butchers and barbers I think silent thoughts while the jukebox is playing And all of the time my own heart is saying You're a drifter, you're a loner You've seen every city and town now You pass by here and you'll die here Some stranger will lower you down, yeah |
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| 9. |
| 5:22 |
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| 10. |
| 5:36 |
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| 11. |
| 6:39 |
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