Well, I looked for my baby ‘bout the break of day
I said, I looked for my baby ‘bout the break of day
But a blue train took my baby away
Now the rail is rusted and the road is long
I said, the rail is rusted and the road is long
And that blue train won’t bring my baby home.
I hear that whistle moaning
Steel whinning on the track
But that blue train won’t bring my baby back
I’m going down to the station
Down that road I’m going
Gonna catch that blue train
Bring my baby home
Gonna catch that blue train
Gonna bring my baby back ...
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