Like The 309

Cash Johnny

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1. It should be a while before I see dark to death
   So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath
   Well I`m not the crying nor the whining kind
   Till I hear the whistle of the 309
   
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   Of the 309, of the 309
                            E A
   Put me and my box on the 309
   
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2. Take me to the depot Put me to bed
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   Blow an electric fan on my knarly old head
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   Everybody take a look, see I`m doing fine
                           E A
   Then load my box on the 309
   
   On the 309, on the 309
   Put me and my box on the 309
   
3. Hey sweet baby kiss me hard
   Draw my bath water Sweep my yard
   Give a drink of my wine to my Jersey cow
   I wouldn't give a hootin' hell for my journey now
   
   On the 309, On the 309
   
4. I hear the sound of a railroad train
   The whistle blows and I`m gone again
   It will take me higher than a Georgia pine
   Stand back children it`s a 309
   
   It's a 309, It's a 309
   Put me and my box on a 309
   
5. A chicken in the pot, A turkey in the corn
   I haven't felt this good since jubilee morn'
   Talk about luck, well I got mine
   Asthma comin' down like the 309
   
   Write me a letter, sing me a song
   Tell me all about it, what I did wrong
   Meanwhile, I will be doing fine
   Then load my box on the 309
   
   On the 309, On the 309
   Gonna get outta here on the 309




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