| There’s a slow train coming
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| It’s movin' on down the line
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| Steel wheels on iron rails
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| Tonight I’m fixin' to die
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| Woo, I hope you don’t mind pretty mama
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| Woo-hoo, hope you don’t mind if I go
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| Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
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| I ain’t gonna see you anymore
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| There’s a slow train coming
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| Coming right on time
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| Smokestacks and bottle lightning
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| This jumper on the line
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| Woo, I can’t do without it anymore pretty mama
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| Yes, I can’t do it without it anymore
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| Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
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| I ain’t gonna see you anymore
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| There’s a slow train coming
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| To march us home from war
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| With my leather boots and my haversack
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| Sure can take it no more
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| Woo, I cried for her baby when I saw you there
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| Woo-hoo, I cried for her just the same
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| Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
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| I’m gonna cry for you just the same
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| Well there’s a slow train coming
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| Carrying the mighty worker hordes
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| Eighteen days in the cotton field
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| Enough to put a man out of coup d’amour
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| Woo, It’s time to move on pretty mama
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| Woo-hoo, Yes it’s time to move on as I go
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| As the steam from my slow train rises
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| It’s time for me to get on board |