And over in the teacher's home she waited by the phone
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For calls which never rang, and people who never sang
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Train man rambled dusty into town and made his daily round
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Train man and he comes in the night
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brings her no love but he's right
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Yes he's right
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Through fog and misty morning dew, she'd seen his oily face
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and he had touched her heart, taken it apart
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Though he never stopped to speak a word his voice was all she heard
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Train man and he comes in the night
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brings her no love but he's right
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Yes he's right
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Little girl you're a pretty little girl
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Won't you come with me a while
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Little girl in your frilly little world
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Won't you give me your sweet smile
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If you come tonight bring someone
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If you come tonight bring someone
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Don't come alone
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If you come alone don't come
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Don't come
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Don't come
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Yes i know he's right
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Yes i know he's right
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oh I know he's right
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She held his hand and whispered soft
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I love you train man
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He just grumbled like engine as it rumbles
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And said someday
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Train man and he knows something's wrong and he's right
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Oh yes he's right
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Train Man
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| Bob Seger |
