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I went down to the station, just to take a ride.
I went down to the station, just to take a ride.
Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind.
Pullin´ out from the platform, there was no brass band.
I pulled out from the platform, nobody raised a hand.
And there were no tears of regret from my runaway train.
Train, train, train, train.
Got no sand in my pocket, you know I ain´t tied down.
Ain´t no sand in my pocket, never do sit down.
I´m just a cross-tie walker, where the freight trains run.
Run, run, run, run.
If you see me acomin´, don´t you waste my time.
If you see me acomin´, don´t you waste my time.
´Cause there´s more miles between us than the Santa Fe Line.
Run, run, run, run.
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm...