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John Prine · Other Songs - John Prine

Station was empty



Trains were all gone



I reached in my pocket



Waited for dawn



The clock played drums



And I hummed the sax



And the wind whistled down



The railroad tracks



Hey three for a quarter



One for a dime



I'll bet it's tomorrow



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I walked in the restaurant



For something to do



The waitress yelled at me



So did the food



And the water taste funny



When you're far from your home



But it's only the thirsty



That hunger to roam



And the clock played drums



And I hummed the sax



And the wind whistled down



The railroad tracks



Hey three for a quarter



One for a dime



I'll bet it's tomorrow



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We'll build us a castle on Main Street



And pretend that we're down on the farm



Hell, we'll hold out as long as we have to



Then we'll twist off each other's arm



Christ, I'm so mixed up and lonely



I can't even make friends with my brain



Yeah, I'm too young to be where I'm goin'



But I'm too old to go back again



Station was empty



Trains were all gone



I reached in my pocket



Waited for dawn



The clock played drums



And I hummed the sax



And the wind whistled down



The railroad tracks



Hey three for a quarter



One for a dime



I'll bet it's tomorrow



By Rocky Mountain Time



By Rocky Mountain Time



By Rocky Mountain Time



By Rocky Mountain Time