Cross-Tie Walker

I went down to the station just to take a ride

I went down to the station just to take a ride

Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind

Pulling out from the platform, there was no brass band

I pulled out from the platform, nobody raised a hand

And there were no tears of regret from the runaway train

Train, train, train, train

Got no sand in my pocket, you know I ain't tied down

Ain't no sand in my pocket, never do sit down

I'm just a cross-tie walker where the freight trains run

Run, run, run, run

If you see me a-coming, don't you waste my time

If you see me a-coming, don't you waste my time

'Cause there's more miles between us than the Santa Fe Line

Run, run, run, run

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