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The railroad track is miles away, And the day is loud with voices speaking, Yet there isn't a train goes by all day, But I hear its whistle shrieking, All night there isn't a train goes by, Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming, But I ser its cinders red on the sky, And hear its engine steaming My heart is warm with the friends I make, And better friends I'll not be knowing, Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take, No matter where it's going.

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