See the sky about to rain broken clouds and rain
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Locomotive pull the train whistle blowing through my brain
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Signals curling on an open plain rolling down the track again
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See the sky about to rain
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Some are bound for happiness some are bound to glory
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Some are bound to live with less who can tell your story
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See the sky about to rain broken clouds and rain
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Locomotive pull the train whistle blowin through my brain
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Signals curlin' on an open plain rollin down the track again
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See the sky about to rain
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I was down in Dixie Land played a silver fiddle
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Played it loud and then the man broke it down the middle
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See the sky about to rain
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(See The Sky) About To Rain
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| The Byrds |
