WRITER JIMMIE RODGERS
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All around the water tank
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Waitin¡¯ for a train
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A thousand miles away from home
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Sleepin¡¯ in the rain
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I walked up to a brakeman
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Just to give him a line of talk
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He says if you¡¯ve got money boy
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I¡¯ll see that you don¡¯t walk
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Well I have¡¯nt got a nickle
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Not a penny can I show
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Get off, get off you railroad bum
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And he slammed the boxcar door
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Well he put me off in Texas
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A state I dearly love
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The wide open spaces all around me
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The moon and the stars up above
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Nobody seems to want me
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Or to lend me a helping hand
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I¡¯m on my way from ¡®Frisco
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Goin¡¯ back to Dixieland
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Oh my pocketbook is empty
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And my heart is full of pain
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I¡¯m a thousand miles away from home
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Waitin¡¯ for a train
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Waiting For A Train
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| Don Williams |
