(Instrumental)
Ridin' on this train
Drinkin' whiskey for my pain
'Nother good ol' boy goin' home
And every town I see
Wants to take a part of me
That's the price that you pay
When you roam
Chorus:
And I cry when I have to
And I lie when I can
Oh, but I die a little slower
On the train to Birmingham
I walk with holes in both my shoes
Got a guitar full of blues
One way ticket for my remedy
It's the same ol' lonesome song
I'm singin' all night long
Hey porter, are we out of Tennessee?
Repeat Chorus
Every year I take a train
To Alabama in the rain
I get that lonesome feelin' in my bones
You know, I never get to Birmingham
You know, gettin' there ain't the plan
I just like the feel of goin' home
Repeat Chorus
On the train to Birmingham

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