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Train on the Island

Tommy Jarrell:

 

Train on the island, hear the whistle blow,

Run, go tell my truelove, sick and I can't go.

*(Run, go tell my truelove, sick and I can't go.)

 

Train on the island, heading for the sun,

Run, go tell my truelove, sick and I can't come.

(Run, go tell my truelove, sick and I can't come.)

 

Train on the island, heading for the west,

Me and my girl we done split up, maybe itís for the best.

(Me and my girl we done split up, maybe itís for the best.)

 

Train on the island, canít you hear it blow?

Go and tell that pretty little gal I ainít coming back no more.

(Go and tell that pretty little gal I ainít coming back no more.)

*last line usually repeated

 

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