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I sing and fingerpick on this one.
The song when I first wrote it, I was impressed to make it about a world war 2 soldier off to war starting out on a train. But take for what it is worth to you.
The song when I first wrote it, I was impressed to make it about a world war 2 soldier off to war starting out on a train. But take for what it is worth to you.
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Lyrics
Looking out the window of the train
I can hear the clickity clack of the rails going by.....
Going by.......going by
Farmlands with their cows and fields of wheat
Quickly pass leaving stories never told, never told.....
Never told........ never told!!!
(Chorus)
On and on, on and on, on and on to a place we've never been.
On and on, on and on, to a place we've never been, We've never been, never been..........
Guitar lead
Though we are all dress the same, our thoughts are so different as we move along, we move along, we move along! We move along!!!
The notices were such a surprise, the tears leaving loved ones all alone, all alone, all alone, All Alone!!!!!......
(Chorus)
On and on, on and on, on and on to a place we've never been.
On and on, on and on, to a place we've never been, We've never been, never been..........
We've never been, we've never been!
I can hear the clickity clack of the rails going by.....
Going by.......going by
Farmlands with their cows and fields of wheat
Quickly pass leaving stories never told, never told.....
Never told........ never told!!!
(Chorus)
On and on, on and on, on and on to a place we've never been.
On and on, on and on, to a place we've never been, We've never been, never been..........
Guitar lead
Though we are all dress the same, our thoughts are so different as we move along, we move along, we move along! We move along!!!
The notices were such a surprise, the tears leaving loved ones all alone, all alone, all alone, All Alone!!!!!......
(Chorus)
On and on, on and on, on and on to a place we've never been.
On and on, on and on, to a place we've never been, We've never been, never been..........
We've never been, we've never been!
Postludes Trio
and nice mud float on that ramp.
I enjoy the music and now you have given me an idea of
what I can do with all my tile job pictures from all these
years. Maybe a blues song with a picture of a large floor
job... "Those Tile Setting Knees Blues"