Steve WilkinsonJohn Scott Sherrill My momma always told me Dont you hang around those Williamstown boys And dont be blind girl theyre not our kind But she never met Willy McCoy The sun comes up at his house The same as it does at mine And why the two of us should never touch Is something I just cant get through my mind In a passing car I saw him through the window I could swear I caught him looking back If theres a chance for love to grow I might never know Cause Im stuck here On the right side of the tracks Funny how a set of rusty rails Built a wall that we cant break down I know my babys just a stones throw away But its a million miles from here To Williamstown You might also likeAnd if that train still stopped here at the station We could hop on board, and never look back Until love can cross the line Between his world and mine Im stuck here on the right side of the tracks
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