[Chorus] Where the concrete meets the railroad tracks The cinders touch the ties Train screams loud and hurts your ears And the smoke stings your eyes Thats where you can find me Most every night and day Watchin those trains clatter and roll Fourth and congress aint a pretty part of town Lots of low counts hangin around Drinkin outta paper bags Actin the clown Laughin off the time of day Watchin people just goin about their way Now I live down there in a third floor flat Enough room for me and my brown striped cat All my friends are quite convinced that Ive surely lost my mind I just like livin close to the line [Chorus] If I was to count all of the times I ate at twobit diners Count all of the bums they called me liner Theyd equal the time I slept with twotimers Woke up feelin alone Listin to that cold wind moan [Chorus] Watchin those trains clatter and roll Watchin those big trains clatter and roll All roll, all roll
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