Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten

Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten Lyrics

Song Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten
Artist Marty Stuart
Album Ghost Train: The Studio B Sessions
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Think I'll go down to the depot, where the train don't run no more
Take a ticket and start walkin', down to the old
Gulf shore,
I'm lookin' for a train, that runs silent with the wind,
Haulin' satchels back from nowhere,
Ghost Train
Four-O-Ten
Big money took my cotton, left me busted down to scratch.
Well, my woman couldn't take the hard times, she never comin' back.
Ain't no use in me stayin', send word to my next of kin
I'm leavin', yes
I'm leavin', on
Ghost Train
Four-O-Ten
Well, I've seen it in my dreams,
I've heard it in my mind
Somewhere between 8-
O-6, just past the 12-
O-9,A tortured soul is all it takes, to ride it to the end
Black steel bound for nowhere,
Ghost Train
Four-O-Ten
Gamblers, thugs and thieves, and the likes of me
No questions asked or answered, how it is, is how it be
No particular destination, headin' back where it's just been,
Haulin' tear-stained weary travelers, on
Ghost Train
Four-O-Ten
Ghost Train
Four-O-Ten
Ghost Train Four-Oh-Ten Lyrics
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