I've been riding on this train
Drinking whiskey for my pain
Another good ol' boy headed home
And every town I see
Wants to take a part of me
That's the price that you pay when you roam
Well I cry when I have to
And I lie when I can
But I die a little slower
On the train to Birmingham
I walked holes in both my shoes
Got a guitar full of blues
And a one way ticket for my remedy
It's the same ol' lonesome song
I've been singing all night long
Hey, porter, are we out of Tennessee
Well I cry when I have to
And I lie when I can
But I die a little slower
On the train to Birmingham
Well every year I take this train
To Alabama in the rain
When I get that lonesome feelin' in my bones
I never get to Birmingham
But gettin' there ain't the plan
I just like the feel of going home
Well I cry when I have to
And I lie when I can
But I die a little slower
On the train to Birmingham
On the train to Birmingham
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