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Now bein' six years old, I had seen some trains before, |
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so it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for. |
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Trains are big and black and smokin' - steam screamin' at the wheels, |
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bigger than anything they is, at least that's the way she feels |
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Trains are big and black and smokin', louder'n July four, |
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but everybody's actin' like this be might somethin' more. . . |
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. . .than just pickin' up the mail, or the soldiers from the war. |
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This is somethin' that even old man Wileman never seen before. |
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And it's late afternoon on a hot Texas day. |
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somethin' strange is goin' on, and we's all in the way. |
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Well there's fifty or sixty people they're just sittin' on their cars, |
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and the old men left their dominos and they come down from the bars. |
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Everybody's checkin', old Jack Kittrel check his watch, |
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and us kids put our ears to the rails to hear 'em pop. |
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So we already knowed it, when they finally said 'train time' |
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you'd a-thought that Jesus Christ his-self was rollin' down the line. |
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'Cause things got real quiet, momma jerked me back, |
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But not before I'd got the chance to lay a nickel on the track. |
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Look out here she comes, she's comin', |
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Look out there she goes, she's gone, |
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screamin' straight through Texas |
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like a mad dog cyclone. |
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Big, red, and silver, |
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she don't make no smoke, |
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she's a fast-rollin' streamline |
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come to show the folks. |
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Look out here she comes, she's comin' |
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Look out there she goes, she's gone, |
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screamin' straight through Texas |
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like a mad dog cyclone. |
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. . .Lord, she never even stopped. |
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She left fifty or sixty people still sittin' on their cars, |
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and they're wonderin' what it's comin' to |
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and how it got this far. |
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Oh but me I got a nickel smashed flatter than a dime |
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by a mad dog, runaway red-silver streamline. . . train |
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Look out here she comes, she's comin', |
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Look out there she goes, she's gone, |
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screamin' straight through Texas |
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like a mad dog cyclone. |
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Big, red, and silver, |
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she don't make no smoke, |
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she's a fast-rollin' streamline |
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come to show the folks. |
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Look out here she comes, she's comin' |
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Look out there she goes, she's gone, |
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screamin' straight through Texas |
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like a mad dog cyclone. |
