Riding on the City of Sheboygan,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen SL550's and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Sheboygan -- eeee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.
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Life is to short to drink cheap wine.
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