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STARLIGHT ON THE RAILS (Bruce Phillips) I can hear the whistle blowing High and lonesome as can be Outside the rain is softly falling Tonight its falling just for me Looking back along the road I've traveled The miles can tell a million tales Each year is like some rolling freight train And cold as starlight on the rails I think about a wife and family My home and all the things it means The black smoke trailing out behind me Is like a string of broken dreams A man who lives out on the highway Is like a clock that can't tell time A man who spends his life just rambling Is like a song without a rhyme Copyright Strike Music @train @lonesome filename[ STARRAIL TUNE FILE: STARRAIL CLICK TO PLAY SOF |
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