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I was ridin' Number Nine, heading south from Caroline |
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I heard that lonesome whistle blow |
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Got in trouble, had to roam, left my gal and left my home |
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I heard that lonesome whistle blow |
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Just a kid acting smart, I went and broke my darling's heart |
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I guess I was too young to know |
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They took me off to Georgia Main, locked me to a ball and chain |
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I heard that lonesome whistle blow |
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All alone I bear the shame, I'm a number not a name |
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I heard that lonesome whistle blow |
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All I do is sit and cry when the evening train goes by |
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I heard that lonesome whistle blow |
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I'll be locked here in this cell till my body's just a shell |
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And my hair turns whiter than the snow |
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I'll never see that gal of mine, Lord, I'm in Georgia doing time |
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I heard that lonesome whistle blow |
