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Freight train, freight train run so fast,
Freight train, freight train run so fast,
Please don't tell what train I'm on
So they won't know what route I'm going.
When I die, Lord, bury me deep,
Way down on old Chestnut Street,
So I can hear old Number Nine
When she comes rolling by.
When I/m dead and in my grave,
No more good times here I crave,
Place the stones at my head and feet,
And tell them all I'm gone to sleep.
When I die, Lord, bury me deep,
Way down on old Chestnut Street,
Place the stones at my head and feet,
And tell them all I'm gone to sleep.
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