I Like Train Songs

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Some folks are writin' love songs and songs about a girl 
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Some are writin' all about the endin' of the world 
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Some like songs of happiness and some of times of pain 
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You can keep 'em all, I like my songs about a train 
 

 
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I'm on a choo-choo rollin' 
Never comin' back 
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On the choo-choo rollin' 
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That's my kind of track 

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Well, I don't mind a story of a man that's been through hell 
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If he's an engineer and reachin' up to ring the bell 
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I can take a sacred song that's serious and slow 
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As long as in between the lines, I hear the whistle blow 
 

 
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I'm on a choo-choo rollin' 
Never comin' back 
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On the choo-choo rollin' 
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That's my kind of track 

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Well, I heard about a man whose broken heart was torn in two 
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And everybody's got a protest song for you-know-who 
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Well, you can keep them barroom ditties stuck inside your brain 
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The only thing that clears 'em out is songs about a train 
 

 
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I'm on a choo-choo rollin' 
Never comin' back 
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On the choo-choo rollin' 
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That's my kind of track 

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You can spike the football or you can spike the punch 
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Burn right through your paycheck on a four-martini lunch 
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Pourin' top-shelf liquor, might as well be cheap champagne 
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That don't wet my whistle like a song about a train 
 

 
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I'm on a choo-choo rollin' 
Never comin' back 
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On the choo-choo rollin' 
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That's my kind of track 

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I could live without a stanza 'bout some roses bein' red 
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And violets are just flowers when they're shriveled up and dead 
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Well, I need more murder ballad like a bullet to the brain 
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But I still make my livin' singin' songs about a train 
 

 
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I'm on a choo-choo rollin' 
Never comin' back 
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On the choo-choo rollin' 
Bm        A       D 
That's my kind of track 

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I'm on a choo-choo rollin' 
Never comin' back 
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On the choo-choo rollin' 
Bm        A       D 
That's my kind of track