Well I got my mail late last night
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A letter from a girl who found the time to write
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To her lonesome boy somewhere in the night
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She sent me a railroad ticket too
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To take me to her loving arms
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And the big steel rail
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Gonna carry me home to the one I love
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Well I been out here many a long days
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I haven't found a place that I could call my own
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Not a two bit bed to lay my body on
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I been stood up I been shook down
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I bin dragged into the sand
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love
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Well I been up tight most every night
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Walking along the streets of this old town
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Not a friend to tell my troubles to
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My good old car she done broke down
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'Cause I drove it into the ground
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love
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Well look over yonder across the plain
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The big drive wheels a-pounding along the ground
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Gonna get on board and I'll be homeward bound
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Now I ain't had a home cooked meal
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And Lord I need one now
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And the big steel rail gonna carry me home to the one I love
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Now here I am with my head in the sand
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Standing on the broad highway will you give a ride
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To a lonesome boy who missed the train last night
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I went in town for one last round
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And I gambled my ticket away
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And the big steel rail won't carry me home to the one I love
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Steel Rail Blues
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| Jim Croce |
