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• Artiste: Marty Brown
• Titre: Freight Train
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Used to wake up with the chickens before daylight And hear a whistle blow far down the line That old freight train rolling through my town And I'd hit that dirt road running hard and fast To the post office depot where she would pass That old freight train rolling through my town Lay a hand on the rail and feel the rumbling And look down the track to see her coming That freight train yeah that old freight train rolling through my town And I'd count each car as she rolled on by And dream someday about taking a ride If I could only touch her and know she was real Feel that coat of iron and that heart of steel From Santa Fe to New Orleans going places this poor boy has never seen On a freight train yeah that old freight train rolling through my town Well time rolls on like that old freight train Leavin' only a childhood's dream to remain As those freight trains roll through my town And here I sit on this porch with my old black hound Every evening when the sun goes down Watching freight trains rolling through my town There's something in my heart a fascination to ride the rails across this nation On a freight train Lord that old freight train rolling through my town And I still count each car as she rolled on by And dream someday about taking a ride Mr Hobo how I envy you rolling away into the wild blue From Santa Fe to New Orleans going places this ol' lad has never seen On a freight train yeah that old freight train rolling through my town Rolling through my town rolling through my town