My baby thinks he’s a train  (Country 1, 1981)     (video)

 

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1. It's three a.m. in the morning the train whistle is blowin',

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   it sounds like some lonesome song got in my soul, in my soul.

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    My baby split the blanket, he won't be back no more.

 

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2.   My baby thinks he's a train,

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    he makes his whistle stop, then he's gone again.

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    Sometimes it's hard on a poor girl's brain, a poor girl's brain,

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    I'm tellin' you, boys,     my baby thinks he's a train.

 

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Locomotion's the way he moves,

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he drags me 'round just like an old caboose.

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    I'm tellin' you, girls, that man's insa…..ne,

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my baby thinks he's a train.

 

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3. Choo, choo rages on, train sound,

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    it's the noise that you hear when my baby hits town,

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    with his long hair flyin', man, he's hard to take.

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   Oh, what you s'posed to do when       your baby thinks he's a train ?

 

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4.     He eats money like a train eats coal,

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    he burns it up and leaves you in the smoke,

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    if you wanna catch a ride, you wait till he unwinds, he might unwind,

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    he's just like a train, he always gives some tramp a ride.

 

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Locomotion's the way he moves,

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he drags me 'round just like an old caboose.

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    I'm tellin' you, girls, that man's insa…..ne,

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my baby thinks he's a train.

 

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    (Rosanne Cash)