Now freight train keep a-rolling; leaves all the riding to me
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There's folks down in Natchez that I'm longing to see
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The white cotton's growing and the magnolia's in bloom
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Just ten miles from Natchez that's where I'll be making my home
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Got a lettter from sister she said that they miss me at home
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The farm is neglected cause papa can't work it alone
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Their health is failing and mama's hair's turning grey
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Just ten miles to Natchez and I'll be back with them to stay
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[ dobro ]
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I wanted to ramble you know how a young boy will dream
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Off to Chicago searching for fortune and fame
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Spent many long nights with the hoboes down by the track
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Homesick for Natchez and too much pride to go back
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I went to Alaska searching the mountains for gold
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I might have stayed on but the winters up there are too cold
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Went down to old Frisco to work on the docks for a while
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I was doing all right till an eastbound freight caught my eye
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Just ten miles from Natchez that's where I'll be making my home
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Ten Miles From Natchez
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| Flatt and Scruggs |
