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Dedicated to all of the Vinton residents within earshot of the railroad tracks at 1,2 or 4 a.m.

I hear the train a comin'

It's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since 6 a.m.
I'm stuck inside my bedroom, and time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to parts unknown

When she was just a baby her mama told her, "Hun
always be a good girl, don't keep grammy up"
But she forgot to mention all the noisy, noisy nights,
When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry

I bet there's conductors wishing for a dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee and pulling them long cars
Well I know I had it coming, those tracks I can't help but see
But those trains keep a movin'
And that's what tortures me

Well if they freed me from this insomnia
If that railroad train was mine come on let me tell ya
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Somewhere near Romania that's where I want it to stay

I'd let that lonesome whistle blow someone else's dreams away

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