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| 18 Aug 2010 07:49 PM
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This is a song about a girl
Who was born in Baltimore
And had been raised out west
Where the mountains meet the sea
She was good with horses
But she couldn't stand a man
And when she saw him
She was never coming back again
I was down at the station
When she jumped off that train
I said "where you going pretty lady
'cause I'd go anywhere"
"Well you could start in Baltimore
and end up in New Orleans
You might find what you're looking for
in a town somewhere in between"
Well, I followed her to Baltimore
And I told her who I was
And how much I'd love her
If she would only stay
"You could take me for a soldier
Or you could take me for a thief
Or maybe even as your husband
For the rest of your life"
Well, the first night we were married
In the house that she kept
She tried to make her way up to Baltimore
But she couldn't sleep
Then in the morning we were on our way
To a town called Galveston
And just like I promised
We were there before the moon went down
Now, when I was just a little boy
My daddy taught me how to sing
But now that I'm a grown man
It's time to say "goodbye, goodbye"
"Goodbye, bye, goodbye, goodbye"
"I'm leaving on that train, leaving on that train"
"Leaving on that train, goodbye, goodbye"
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| 18 Aug 2010 07:50 PM
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I don't know why it's not indented, but it is supposed to be.
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