Where I'm bound nobody knows, ain't got nothing but my clothes,
Best if I forget the way I'm riding.
Heading down a one-way track, wind is cold upon my back,
Rumblin of this old steel rail don't die.
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Playin games I could not win, alway anted up again,
Change of scenery just might help this time.
Watchin' daylight turn to black, long since smoked up my last pack,
Dreamed of one day getting off this line.
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Saw them come and saw them go, saw them frozen from the cold,
When I'm getting off myself I don't know.
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