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I went down to the railroad yard
To watch that train roll by
I knew the train would roll that day
But I did not know what time
I did not know what time, boys
I did not know what time
I knew the train would roll that day
But I did not know what time
Good morning Mister Railroad Man
What time does your train roll by
Nine-sixteen and two-forty-four
Twenty-five minutes 'til five
At nine-sixteen, two-twenty-four
Twenty-five minutes 'til five
Thank you Mister Railroad Man
I wanna watch your train roll by
Standing on a platform
Smoking a cheap cigar
Waitin' for some old freight train
Carries an empty car
I set my hat on the side of my head
And I walked across the track
Caught the end of a streamline train
I never did come back
I rode her down to Danville Town
I got stuck on a Danville girl
Bet your life she was a pearl
She wore that Danville curl
She wore her hat on the side of her head
Like high-tone people all do
The very next train come down that track
I bid that gal adieu
I bid that gal adieu, boys
I bid that gal adieu
And the very next train come down that track
I bid that gal adieu
Of note:
Several botched lyrics, as someone forgot and stumbled, and the two-twenty-four and two-forty-four discrepancy is there. But far more interesting, look at how this song evolved over the years. Those who suggest Cisco is a minor talent should listen to this and then compare to the versions of his later years, wistful, sad, longing. This was an artist honing and polishing over many years, until he acheived greatness.
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