Given up on travelin'
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It's driving me insane
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Riding alone on a midnight train
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Now a mind can wonder
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And that's far from being free
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'Cause when that lonesome sunset whisle blows
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This is where I'll be
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I hopped a westbound for San Antone
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From there to Santa Fe
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And it's a thousand miles from there to home
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And there's a thousand things to say
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About a man bound to ramble
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And a dream he's got to lose
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That'll break this fever, set him free
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And bring him home to you
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Somewhere I slipped off track
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But the world keeps going by
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But there never was a train
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That couldn't try
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There'll be nobody waiting
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My goodbyes are too long gone
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From that moment at the station
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When I left from right to wrong
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But now I finally nearly made it
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It was a long uphill climb
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To right back to where I started from
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But I think I can this time
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Somewhere I slipped off track
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But the world keeps going by
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But there never was a train
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That couldn't try
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Somewhere I Slipped off track
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I was thinking I could fly
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But there never was a train
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That couldn't try
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There Never Was A Train
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| Clint Black |
