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Night Train
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Rickie Lee Jones
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Here Im going Wlakin with my baby in my arms cuz I am in the wrong end of the eight ball black And the devil, see, hes right behind us And this worker said shes gonna take my little baby My little angel back But they wont getcha, cuz Im right here witcha On the night train
Swing low, saint cadillac Tearin down the alley And Im reachin so high for ya Dont let em take me back Broken like valiums and chumps in the rain That cry and quiver When a blue horizon is sleeping in the station With a ticket for a train Surely mine will deliver me there
Here she comes ... Im safe here with you On the night train Oh mamma, mamma, Concrete is wheeling by Down at the end of a lullaby On the night train
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