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A thick cloud caught a piper cubs tail The match struck blue on a railroad rail The old puff horse was just pullin' through And a man wore a peg leg
remain And the memories and the ones like me They turned their backs almost every night And the walls that stand on the railroad light Where they're used
shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart A voice cried out, I was killed in Maryland in 1877 When the railroad workers made their stand Well, I was
shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart A voice cried out, I was killed in Maryland in 1877 When the railroad workers made their stand Well, I was
shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart A voice cried out, I was killed in Maryland in 1877 When the railroad workers made their stand Well, I was
from the heart The shadows in the road look like a railroad track I wonder if he's (ever) really comin' back The moon's a yellow stain across
A thick cloud caught a piper cub's tail The match struck blue on a railroad rail The old puff horse was just pullin' through And a man wore
A thick cloud caught a piper cub's tail The match struck blue on a railroad rail The old puff horse was just pullin' through And a man wore
Just like that we were gone We were on our way Sitting in the Pinyon There's a Woodhouse Jay Looked above that cinder hill Saw the worm moon rise In
from the heart The shadows in the road look like a railroad track I wonder if he's (ever) really comin' back The moon's a yellow stain across
to work There's a railroad there and trains go by And there's people locked in cattle cars And have you noticed The french fries at the A&W Taste
saving up for norteno The river she runs by the railroad tracks I swear I'll never take it back A train she cries on the midnight hour All along
leaving all the haters behind Know what they say the early birds the one that always gets the worm I'm in my spot posted up and everything I have I've
the railroad tracks What a bummer But I can fly! Three cheers for little Bobby I'm the pay dirt of averages One in a million kind of kid I'm just like
with a knife and a gun A Festered wound never heals On the back porch, in the pawn shops Dusting off their fathers' guns Words like worms crawl
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