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TRAIN SONG (South of Abilene)
© 1995 by J. Scott Iverson
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Tracks into the distance
Headed through a storm
Wailin' for lost lovers
And your children never-born
Fire in the boxcar
Drives-away the night
Still they hover closely
Just beyond your sight.

Out on the road with a beat-up pack
You won in a poker game a few years back
Lost it in Wendover, do you believe?
They took it off a dead guy South of Abilene.

Light'ning on the trestle
Thunder round the curve
Did you think it rightly,
Or did you just lose your nerve?
Really doesn't matter
The only thing you know
Is the days are gettin' shorter
Weather looks like snow.

Out on the road with a beat-up pack
You won in a poker game a few years back
Lost it in Wendover, do you believe?
They took it off a dead guy South of Abilene.

Flakes 'r' fallin' faster
Pullin' up the grade
Once you flew right over
Thought you had it made
Night enfolds you gently
As the fire dies-out
Make it through this one more storm
An' you'll keep headin' South

South on the road with a beat-up pack
You won in a poker game a few years back
Lost it in Wendover, do you believe?
They took it off a dead guy South of Abilene.

I know y'knew that dead guy South of Abilene
'N' now you're headed South, if you know what I mean.

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