| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - I was born in Dixie in a boomer shackJust a little shanty by the railroad trackFreight train was it taught me how to cryHummin' of the driver was my lullabyI got the freight train bluesOh Lord mama, I got them in the bottom of my rambling shoesAnd when the whistle blows I gotta go baby, do not you knowWell, it looks like I am never gonna lose the freight train blues.Well, my daddy was a fireman and
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