freight train, run so fast
Freight train, freight train,
Please don't tell what train I'm on
When I'm dead and I'm in my grave
No more good times here, I'll crave
Place the stones at my head and feet,
tell them all I've gone to sleep.
Freight train, freight train,
Freight train, freight train, run so fast.
Please don't tell what train I'm on
Way down on old Chestnut Street
So I can hear old number nine
Now when I die, Lord, bury me deep
Way down on old Chestnut Street
Place the stones at my head and feet
Tell them all I've gone to sleep
Freight train, freight train,
Freight train, freight train, run so fast.
Please don't tell what train I'm on.
Please don't tell what train I'm on.
And they won't know what route I've gone
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