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That mornin sun made its way

 through the windshield of my chevorlet

on a chert rock gravel road

What the hell did I do last night

thats the story of my life

to a song nobody wrote

  And its sad and its long

  and cant nobody sing along

  its a southbound train

  its a whistle in the wind

  aint no one there to care where ive been

  im hummin on that lonesome song again

I took a trip across country from montgomery

 discovered id been wrong for so long

I thought it was the fame and the glory and the money

 but all ive got to show is a dam song

  And its sad and its long

  and cant nobody sing along

  its a southbound train

  its a whistle in the wind

  theres no one there to sing to in the end

  im hummin on that lonesome song again

And its sad and its long

and cant nobody sing along

its a southbound train

its a whistle in the wind

aint no one there to care where ive been

im hummin on that lonesome song again

The mornin sun made its way

 through the windshield of my chevorlet

on a chert rock gravel road