It Takes A Train To Cry taby ukulele według Bob Dylan

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Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill
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I been up all night, leanin' on the window sill
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Well, if I die on top of the hill
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Well, if I don't make it mama, you know my baby will

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Don't the moon look good mama, shinin' through the trees
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Don't the brakemen look good mama, flaggin' down the double E's
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Don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea
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But don't my gal look fine when she's comin' after me

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Now the wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frost
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I went to tell everybody, but I could not get across
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I wanna be your lover baby, I don't wanna be your boss
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Don't say I never warned you when your train gets lost