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Two winding rails twisting through the hills |
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I wonder where they go |
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Can they take me away, to another place? |
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Someday I'm gonna know |
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The morning sun is coming up |
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It's shining through the trees |
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As it melts away the morning dew |
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That sparkles on the leaves |
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Chorus- |
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Day dreams in my mind |
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There's something in my heart that I have to find |
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There's a longing in my soul when I hear that whistle blowin' down the line |
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Now it's down around the bend it's gone again |
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When the evening sun is going down |
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The flowers start to close |
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As it hides behind the mountain side |
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The clouds turn to gold |
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Miles down the track I can hear that whistle blowin' |
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Somewhere in the night |
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And I know in my mind that someday Ill be leavin' |
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When it rolls out of sight |
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Chorus- |
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Day dreams in my mind |
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There's something in my heart that I have to find |
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There's a longing in my soul when I hear that whistle blowin' down the line |
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Now it's down around the bend it's gone again |
