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I was a little boy
Back in West Virginia
We lived very close to a railroad track
And I remember I used to dream about them trains
And where they might go
And the people that worked on the trains
And the train made music
It made you feel good
I can remember sometimes
I could just stand off all by myself
And just get funky list'nin' to the train
And I used to pick up a handful of gravels
And throw ‘em down on the ground for ties
Yeah and I'd make up songs
I'd sing
He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
‘Til he stepped in front of the railroad train
He rode across the plains
He rode on a fruit freight train
The hauled bananas to Savannah
And wore bandannas made in Old Japan
I was a little boy
Back in West Virginia
We lived very close to a railroad track
And I remember I used to dream about them trains
And where they might go
And the people that worked on the trains
And the train made music
It made you feel good
I can remember sometimes
I could just stand off all by myself
And just get funky list'nin' to the train
And I used to pick up a handful of gravels
And throw ‘em down on the ground for ties
Yeah and I'd make up songs
I'd sing
He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
He was a railroad man
‘Til he stepped in front of the railroad train
He rode across the plains
He rode on a fruit freight train
The hauled bananas to Savannah
And wore bandannas made in Old Japan
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