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Jackson Station
The Band of Heathens
Well GMamas? got a voice like Dsugar, it?s so sweet and Gfine
GSister sang amazing grace she?s right in timeD
And Gthey?re laying poor poppa G7low, in the Cground that he worked and Cadd9sowed
And GI?ll be waiting at the Jackson DStation for the train to Groll
She?s been Gup all night, she got Dcrows walking around her Geyes
GBut she can still raise a cup in a toast till the well ran Ddry
GHe left her on a Tuesday G7still, with Cgin, whiskey and a bottle of Cadd9pills
And now she?s Gwaitin? at the Jackson DStation looking over the Ghill
CTake me away hear that Gwhistle play a sad sad song
CLay me down where the Griver runs wide and Dstrong
GSometimes she rides a ticket G7home
COther times she'll leave you all Cmalone
GJust a waiting at the Jackson DStation waiting for the Gtrain to go
Well the Gfour nineteen rolls Don the red ball Gline
GAnd the backwater shacks awaken to the four one Dnine
And Gshe?s got smoke coming out of her G7stack
CDead running on a ten mile Cadd9track
She?s Gwaiting at the DJackson Station never coming Gback
She?s Gwaiting at the DJackson Station never coming Gback
She?s Gwaiting at the DJackson Station never coming Cback
CAin?t never coming Gback
Harmonica Solo end
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