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Empire State Express

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I went down to the station. .
Leaned against the door,
Went down to the station,
Leaned against the door
I knew it wa the Empire Stae Express,
I could tell by the way she blows.
I asked the depot agent,
"Please let me ride the blinds"
Asked the depot agent,
"Please let me ride the blinds"
He said, "Son, I wouldn't mind
.But the Empire State ain't mine"
You know that Empire State,
She rides on eastern time.
That Empire State,
Rides on Eastern time,
She's the 'rollingingest' baby,
On the New York Cental line.
It was a mean ol' fireman
And a low down engineer.
It wa a cruel fieman
And a low-down engineer
That tok my woman away
And left me standing here.
Yes, the engineer blew the whistle,
The fireman rang the bell
The engineer blew the the whistle,
The fireman rang the bell
It was a cruel fireman
And a low-down engineer
Tha t took my woman away
And left poor me standing here
Yes, the engineer blew the whistle
The fireman rang the bell
The engineer blew the whistle,
The fireman rang the bell.
My woman's on board,
She's waving me fare-thee-well.
I'm gonna tell you
What that mean ol' train will do.
I'm gonna tell you
What that mean ol' train will do.
They'll take your woman away
And shoot black smoke back at you.
They'll take your woman away
And shoot black smoke back at you.

Compositor: Eddie J House Jr (House Son)
ECAD: Obra #17026136

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