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Sad I'm sittin' on the railroad track, Watchin' that old smokestack. Train is a-leavin' bit it won't be back. Years ago we hung around, Watchin' trains roll through the town. Now that train is a-graveyard bound. Where we go up in that North Country, Lakes and streams and mines so free, I had no better friend than he. Something happened to him that day, I thought I heard a stranger say, I hung my head and stole away. A diesel truck was rollin' slow, Pullin' down a heavy load. It left him on a Utah road. They carried him back to his home town, His mother cried, his sister moaned, Listin' to them church bells tone. Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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