Oh, listen to the train coming down the line Trying to make up all of her lost time From Buffalo to Washington You can wash my jumper, starch my overhaul Catch the train they call the Cannonball From Buffalo to Washington Yonder comes the train coming down the track Carry me away but aint it going to carry me back My Honey Babe, my blue eyed Babe My babys left me, she even took my shoes Enough to give a man these doggone worried blues Shes gone. Shes solid gone Im going up North. Im going up North this fall If luck dont change I wont be back at all My Honey Babe, Im leaving you
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