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I wasC born in Dixie in a boomer shack
Just a little shanty by theG railroad Ctrack
CFreight train whistle taught me how to cry
hummin' of the driver was myG lullaCby
Oh Lordy mama, I got them in the bottom of mDy ramblinGg shoes
And when theC whistle blows I gotta goF baby, don't you know
Well, itC looks like I'm never gonnGa lose the freight traiCn blues.