Joe Bonamassa - Black Lung Heartache
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lyrics
There's a slow train comin'
Comin' on down the line
Steel wheels on iron rails
Tonight I'm fixin' to die
Whoo’, I hope you don't mind, pretty mama
Whoo’, hope you don't mind, gotta’ go
'Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
I don’t wanna’ see you anymore
There's a slow train comin'
Comin' on down the line
Steel stacks and bottle lightning
There’s jumper on the line
Whoo, I hope you don't mind, pretty mama
Whoo, hope you don't mind, gotta’ go
Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
I don’t wanna’ see you anymore
(Guitar solo)
There's a slow train comin'
To march us home from war
With my leather boots and my haversack
Surely can't take it no more
Whoo’, I cried for her when I saw you there
Whoo’, I cried for you just the same
'Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
I'm gonna cry for you just the same
(Guitar solo)
There's a slow train comin'
To march us home from war
Eighteen days in the cotton field
Enough to put a man on a boulevard
Whoo’, I hope you don't mind, pretty mama
Whoo’, hope you don't mind, gotta go
Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
Oooh’, it's time for me to get on board
Comin' on down the line
Steel wheels on iron rails
Tonight I'm fixin' to die
Whoo’, I hope you don't mind, pretty mama
Whoo’, hope you don't mind, gotta’ go
'Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
I don’t wanna’ see you anymore
There's a slow train comin'
Comin' on down the line
Steel stacks and bottle lightning
There’s jumper on the line
Whoo, I hope you don't mind, pretty mama
Whoo, hope you don't mind, gotta’ go
Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
I don’t wanna’ see you anymore
(Guitar solo)
There's a slow train comin'
To march us home from war
With my leather boots and my haversack
Surely can't take it no more
Whoo’, I cried for her when I saw you there
Whoo’, I cried for you just the same
'Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
I'm gonna cry for you just the same
(Guitar solo)
There's a slow train comin'
To march us home from war
Eighteen days in the cotton field
Enough to put a man on a boulevard
Whoo’, I hope you don't mind, pretty mama
Whoo’, hope you don't mind, gotta go
Cause when the steam from the slow train rises
Oooh’, it's time for me to get on board
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