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4 I ain't got no money, but I will have some A-Saturday night when the pay train comes.
Oh, roll on, babe, don't roll so slow,
When the pay train comes, you will roll no more.
5 I love nobody, nobody loves me,
I'm a-lonely and single, spend my money free.
Oh, roll on, babe, and make your time, For I am sick, and I can't make mine.
6 I looked at the train as she blew by,
I thought of home, set down and cried.
Oh, roll on, babe, don't roll so slow,
When the sun goes down, you'll roll no more.
7 I looked at the sun and the sun looked high, I looked at my love and she looked shy.
Oh, roll on, babe, and do your best, When the sun goes down, sit down and rest.
8 That same old train that runs the track, That same old train will bring me back.
Oh, roll on, babe, don't roll so slow,
When the sun goes down, you'll roll no more.
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/ met a man the other day I never met before.
Me asked me if I wanted a job a-shoveling iron ore.
1 asked him what the wages were*
He said, "Ten cents a ton"
I said, "Old fellowy go chase yourself, Pd rather be a bum"
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