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MIm
SOL
Down the mountainside
MIm
To the coastline
DO
Past the angry tide
MIm
The mighty diesel whines
SOL
And the tunnel comes
MIm
And the tunnel goes
DO
Around another bend
MIm
The giant drivers roll
I rode the highball
I fired the Daylight
When I turned around 65
I couldn't see right
It was "Mr. Jones,
We've got to let you go
It's company policy
You've got pension though."
SOL
Roll on
MIm
Southern Pacific
DO
On your silver rails
MIm
On your silver rails
Roll on
Southern Pacific
On your silver rails
Through the moonlight
I put in my time
I put in my time
Now I'm left to roll
Down the long decline
I ain't no brake man
Ain't no conductor
But I would be though
If I was younger
Roll on
Southern Pacific
On your silver rails
On your silver rails
Roll on
Southern Pacific
Roll on
On your silver rails
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