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When I was a young boy evening sun went down
Stand off by the railroad tracks and I'd listen for the sound
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Of that Kansas City Southern man that'a a lonesome sound
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Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by
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And wish that I was outward bound
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Well I'd dream about big cities
And the pleaseues I would keep
Long about twelve-thirty thru phase of my sleep
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I'd hear that Kansas City Southern man that'a a lonesome sound
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Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by
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And wish that I was outward bound
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Well now I've been in a couple of places
Seen a couple of things
Whenever I think back in time
My memory rings
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With that Kansas City Southern man that'a a lonesome sound
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Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by
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And wish that I was homeward bound
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Don't you know how the whistles blows
