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Now this here’s the | story | about the Rock Island Line. |
The Rock Island Line, she runs down into New Orleans, |
And just outside of New Orleans is a big toll gate, |
And all the trains that go through the toll gate |
Why, they gotta pay the man some money. |
But of course, if you got certain things on board |
You’re okay and you don’t have to pay the man nothin’. |
And just now we see a train, she comin’ down the line. |
When you she come up near the toll gate |
The driver, he shout down to the man, an’ he say: |
“I got pigs, I got horses, I got cows, I got sheep |
I got all livestock, I got all livestock, I got all livestock.” |
The man say, “Well, you all right boy, |
Just get on through, you don’t have to pay me nothin’.” |
And then the train go through, and when he go through the tollgate |
The train gather up a little bit of steam and a little bit of speed. |
And when the driver think he safely on the other side |
He shouts back down the line to the man. |
He said, “I fooled you, I fooled you. |
I got pig iron, I got pig iron, I got all pig iron. |
Now I’ll tell you where I’m goin’ boy.” |
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Down the | rock | island line, she’s a mighty good road, |
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The rock island line is the | road | to ride. |
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Yeah, the | rock | island line, she’s a mighty good road |
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And if you | want | to ride it you gotta | ride | it like you |
find it, |
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Get your | tic | ket at the station of the | rock | island | line. |
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I | may | be right, I may be wrong, |
A | D | ||
You | know | you’re gonna miss me when I’m | gone. |
D | ||
Halle- | luj | ah, I’m safe from sin, |
A | D | ||
The | good | Lord’s comin’ to see me a- | gain. |
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A-B | -C-W-X-Y-Z, |
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The | cat | ’s on the cover but he don’t see | me. |