Johnny Trouble Trio - King Of The Rail | Текст песни

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Listen here fellas, I’m the kind of a man
I’m jumping on freight trains whenever I can
You’ll never see me riding in a dining car
Always on top with an old fruit jar
Where stars shine dim and pale
I’m the king of the rail

Playing my guitar to the clickety-clack
Singing a song about the rhythm of the railroadtrack
Roll on choo-choo, roll on train
Hear that whistles sweet refrain
Blowing and a puffing my name
King of the rail

Well, I head a woman somewhere in this land
But playing my guitar was something that she couldn’t stand
If you lean your ear against the rail
You can hear her calling in the distance there
Howling and a-crying my name
Come back king of the rail

Playing my guitar to the clickety-clack
Singing a song about the rhythm of the railroadtrack
Roll on choo-choo, roll on train
Hear that whistles sweet refrain
Blowing and a puffing my name
King of the rail
I’m the king of the rail

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