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They were still bagging grain when the train pulled in
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He was a hardworkin' fella with a knockabout grin
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And the boss' daughter took a shine to him
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And they were off like a runaway train
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Close the line, put the signals down
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No flag or whistle going to stop them now
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And that loco's doing 'bout the speed of sound
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They were off like a runaway train...
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Chorus... Oooo
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Down the ribbon of steel they rolled
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They were thundering out of control
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Oooo
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Got a lot to explain
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A full head of steam
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And a love like a runaway train
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Chorus...
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They can't go back but they just don't care
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She's getting the feeling for the wind in her hair
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And it's destination: Anywhere
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They were off like a runaway train...
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Chorus...
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Runaway Train
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| Colin Buchanan |
