That old train keeps blowing Through the center of this town Restores my faith When the chips are down It don't take no passengers Since the streets got re-arranged But that whistle still blows Because one thing never changed The boy i was loving Had to say so long Back to a world Where i don't belong It affected me so You could say i was deranged But that whistles gonna blow Because one thing never changed Speak to me Speak to me again Speak to me Speak to me again That old train keeps blowing I can hear it in the night I hold onto myself Its gonna be alright People come and go Like cars changing lanes But that whistles gonna blow Because one thing never changed.
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