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The thunder cracks against the night |
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The dark explodes with yellow light |
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The railroad sign is flashin' bright |
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The people stare but I don't care |
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My flesh is cold against my bones |
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And Cheryl's goin' home |
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Come, hear me shouting through the rain |
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Is there a way to stop the train? |
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I've got some reasons to explain |
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About the way I was today |
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The whistle moans and I'm alone |
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And Cheryl's goin' home |
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Santa Rose Special's down the line |
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I'm runnin' desperately behind |
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There's only one thing on my mind |
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The rain and tears are in my eyes |
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The things I have to say won't be known |
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And Cheryl's goin' home |
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And Cheryl's goin' home |
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Oh, Cheryl's goin' home, Cheryl's goin' home |
