Jan would climb up so high on the foul screen
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Down below I would yell to watch out
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When we'd play ? was always the winner
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He was brave never listened to me shout
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Afternoons playin' ball by the old wall
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Hidin' out and of course be the star
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Kept my records in old looseleaf notebooks
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And today I think I still know where they are
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Oh, Railroad days
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Railroad days
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Railroad days
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When I was young, in my prime
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On my way
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When the rain never got in my way
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oh in my younger railroad days
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Some nights, Drifters playin' on the hi-fi
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Talkin' 'bout girls, or preposterous lies
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Laughin hard, watchin' Soupy at eleven
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Skonkin' down, one of Mom's lemon pies
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Ten o'clock, bringin' groceries from the market
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Singin songs, to the darkness of the night
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Even sang the parts the instruments were playing
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Life was freer, dreams were really quite all right
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Oh, Railroad days
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Railroad days
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Railroad days
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When the sun seemed to smile on it's way
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When the darkness was easier to play yeah
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oh in my younger railroad days
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Yesterday, I heard they shut the trains down
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The ones than ran, by the field where I would play
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Said the folks want new and faster transportation
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It's just like me, I'll be obsolete one day
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Oh, Railroad days
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Railroad days
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Railroad days
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When I was young, in my prime
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On my way
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When the rain never got in my way
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oh in my younger railroad days
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Railroad Days
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| Bob Seger System |
