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She walked down the yard, caught the longest train she seenShe walked down the yard, caught the longest train she seenSaid, she'd ride and ride "till the blues wear offa me"It's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by sideIt's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by sideThey done stole my rider and I guess they's satisfiedThey rode in the Delta, kept on easin' byThey rode in the Delta, kept on easin' byKnow I feel just like she said her last goodbyeFriend, she won't write, she won't telephoneFriend, she won't write, she won't telephoneMakes me believe to my soul rider calls that "gone"1But if I had wings, friend, like Noah's doveFriend, if I had wings, friend, like Noah's doveI would raise and fly, God knows, where my lover wasI laid down at night, I can't sleep at allI laid down at night, I can't sleep at allAwful lyin' there wondering if someone rollin' in her armsLaid my head on my pillow, friends, it be's too highLaid my head on my pillow, friends, it be's too highTaken down with, I'm gettin' sick and 'bout to die
She walked down the yard, caught the longest train she seenShe walked down the yard, caught the longest train she seenSaid, she'd ride and ride "till the blues wear offa me"It's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by sideIt's two bullyin' freight trains runnin' side by sideThey done stole my rider and I guess they's satisfiedThey rode in the Delta, kept on easin' byThey rode in the Delta, kept on easin' byKnow I feel just like she said her last goodbyeFriend, she won't write, she won't telephoneFriend, she won't write, she won't telephoneMakes me believe to my soul rider calls that "gone"1But if I had wings, friend, like Noah's doveFriend, if I had wings, friend, like Noah's doveI would raise and fly, God knows, where my lover wasI laid down at night, I can't sleep at allI laid down at night, I can't sleep at allAwful lyin' there wondering if someone rollin' in her armsLaid my head on my pillow, friends, it be's too highLaid my head on my pillow, friends, it be's too highTaken down with, I'm gettin' sick and 'bout to die
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