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2026
Опубликовано: 27.05.2026
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Sometimes you better ride alone
Boots full of dust, coat full of rain Last train rolling through the plains Tin cup rattling, cold boxcar floor One eye sleeping, one eye on the doors Steel wheels crying all night long
Last train hobo ride that line Black smoke rising through the pines No home waiting, nowhere to go Last train hobo heart of cold
Dog by the campfire, beans on the flame Old man talking, no last names Moon over freight cars rust on steel Some souls wander, some never heal Night wind blowing through my bones
Last train hobo ride that line Black smoke rising through the pines No home waiting, nowhere to go Last train hobo heart of cold
Train horn screaming, cold dawn sky
Last train hobo cold moon glow Ashes falling like dirty snow Last train leaving longer grow Last train hobo