When Jenny was a little girl she only dreamed of trains
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She never play with dolls or lacy kinds of things
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Jenny counted boxcars instead of counting sheep
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She could go anywhere when she went to sleep
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All she ever talked about was gettin' on the ride
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She was living in another time you could see it in her eyes
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And every day after school she'd head down to the track
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She was waitin' for the train that was never coming back
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Jenny dreamed of trains when the nighttime came
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Nobody knew how she made it come true Jenny dreamed of trains
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Depot's been boarded up the trains have turned to rust
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There hasn't been a train through here since the mill went bust
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No one believed her when she said she heard the train
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She was just a little girl acting kind of strange
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Jenny dreamed of trains...
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[ guitar - fiddle ]
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Jenny laid a penny on the track one day in God we trust and then she walked away
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The very next morning all she could find
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Was a little piece of copper squashed flatter than a dime
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Jenny dreamed of trains...
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Jenny dreamed of trains...
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Jenny Dreamed Of Trains
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Sweethearts Of The Rodeo |