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The oil tanker train from down on the river |
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In Southern Pacific and Santa Fe names |
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Would rumble and rattle the old boxcar we lived in |
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And I was a kid then and I loved that old train |
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Loaded with crude oil headed for town |
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The boxcar would tremble from the top to the ground |
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And my mother could feel it |
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Even before it came |
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"Get up son to the window |
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Here comes the oil train" |
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From my checkered past I can always bring back |
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The memories we felt in that home by the track |
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And all these years later |
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It's still stuck in my brain |
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Oh I loved that old oil tanker train |
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Dad worked for the railroad when I was a kid |
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And my fondest memories were things that he did |
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And early one Christmas |
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After Santa Claus came |
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There 'neath the tree ran a toy tanker train |
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From my checkered past |
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I can always bring back |
