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letra de train to birmingham - john hiatt

i’ve been riding on this train
drinking whiskey for the pain
just another good old boy going home
and every town i see
seems to take a part of me
that’s a price that you pay when you roam
and i lie when i have to
and i cry when i can
but i die a little slower
on the train to birmingham
i got holes in both my shoes
and a guitar full of blues
a one-way ticket for a remedy
it’s the same old lonesome song
i’ve been singing all night long
hey porter, are we out of tennessee?
and i cry when i have to
and i lie when i can
but i die a little slower
on the train to birmingham
every year i ride this train
to alabama in the rain
when i get that lonesome feeling in my bones
but i never get to birmingham
but getting there is not the plan
no, i just like the feel of going home
and i lie when i have to
and i cry when i can
but i die a little slower
on the train to birmingham

- john hiatt

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