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• Artiste: Clay Street Unit
• Titre: Freightline Blues
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Not a nickel to my name, Lord every night’s the same Got nothing to kill but all my time And I drink the pain away, Lord that was yesterday And each morning brings more trouble to my mind And it seems hard times they’ve fallen Lord my better days have left me far behind And that railway, Lord it keeps calling Calls me right back to that freightline It just keeps storming all the time, Lord the sun it just won’t shine The rain falls, it keep me company ’Til my days they are all gone, I’ll just keep moving on ‘Cause that old freight liner well she’s haunting me And it seems hard times thеy’ve fallen Lord my bettеr days have left me far behind And that railway, Lord it keeps calling Calls me right back to that freightline And there’s old conductor Joe, keeps this train rolling slow The only thing that he knows how to do When he’s stuck out on the track, Lord he’s never coming back He caught a case of down south freightline blues And it seems hard times they’ve fallen Lord my better days have left me far behind And that railway, Lord it keeps calling Calls me right back to that freightline Well that railway, Lord it keeps calling Calls me right back to that freightline