Ridin' on this train
Drinkin' whiskey for my pain
'Nother good ol' boy goin' home
And every town I see
Wants to take a part of me
That's the price that you pay
When you roam
And I cry when I have to
And I lie when I can
Oh, but I die a little slower
On the train to Birmingham
I walk with holes in both my shoes
Got a guitar full of blues
One way ticket for my remedy
It's the same ol' lonesome song
I'm singin' all night long
Hey porter, are we out of Tennessee?
And I cry when I have to
And I lie when I can
Oh, but I die a little slower
On the train to Birmingham
Every year I take a train
To Alabama in the rain
I get that lonesome feelin' in my bones
You know, I never get to Birmingham
You know, gettin' there ain't the plan
I just like the feel of goin' home
And I cry when I have to
And I lie when I can
Oh, but I die a little slower
On the train to Birmingham
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