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That mornin sun made its way

through the windshield of my chevorlet

on a chert rock gravel road

What the hell did I do last night

thats the story of my life

to a song nobody wrote

And its sad and its long

and cant nobody sing along

its a southbound train

its a whistle in the wind

aint no one there to care where ive been

im hummin on that lonesome song again

I took a trip across country from montgomery

discovered id been wrong for so long

I thought it was the fame and the glory and the money

but all ive got to show is a dam song

And its sad and its long

and cant nobody sing along

its a southbound train

its a whistle in the wind

theres no one there to sing to in the end

im hummin on that lonesome song again

And its sad and its long

and cant nobody sing along

its a southbound train

its a whistle in the wind

aint no one there to care where ive been

im hummin on that lonesome song again

The mornin sun made its way

through the windshield of my chevorlet

on a chert rock gravel road