i'm up when the sun goes down
im up when it comes back around
im up when i think about leaving this town
im up to no good when nobodies around
tell me have you seen that freight train run
rollin through the night stopping for noone
shinin that light like a snow white gun
engine as black as the devils son
folks ask me where i been this year
folks ask me why'd i dissapear
i woulnd't answer cause they coulnd't hear
my sentiments would fall on wooden ears
my heads got an achin pain
feels like somethings in my brain
black suspenders and a walkin cane
grey hat in the pourin rain
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