it's been a while since I've wandered out of videoland to inflict any of my prose on blogland so just consider this a trick or treat you chose which
just a stranger on the train
running away from the pain
a riding this lonesome rail
just another sad sad tale
in the switch yard wondering
which way I should go
Then I hear that lonesome
whistle begin to blowwwww
And it's klicky klack I'm off
down that track, down that track
there's no time for
looking back, no looking back
Dream of being in a lover's grasp
awake to the steel wheels rasp
outside the world is rolling by
just hang my head and cry
then the guitar begins to play
start singing songs of yesterdays
of life, loves that slipped away
as the railcar rocks and sways
just a stranger on the train
running away from the pain
a riding this lonesome rail
just another sad sad tale
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