Southern Dixie Flyer    (video)

 

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1. At the station house one day was a lady old and gray,

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    I could tell her heart was feelin' sad and low.

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    With a teardrop in her eye she was tryin' not to cry,

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    I determined then her story I would know.

 

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    I ventured a word then a sad, sad tale I heard

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    of a mother who had lost her only child.

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    Yes, they've taken her away, these words I heard her say,

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    and they're travellin' on that Southern Dixie Flyer.

 

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2. She was only sweet sixteen, and the only joy I've seen,

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    what God has given now he takes away.

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    She'll be taken home again on that southbound railroad train,

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    to be laid there with her daddy in the grave.

 

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    I've no money of my own, I can't even take her home,

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    but I want to be there with my heart's desire.

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    But then she could say no more as the echo drifted o'er,

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    was the whistle of that Southern Dixie Flyer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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3. As the train pulled out of sight and the day became as night,

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    was a scene to bring a tear to any eye,

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    just a lady all alone not a thing to call her own,

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    but some memories from a better day gone by.

 

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    I knew right away there was nothin' I could say

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    to soothe her heart or dry those tear dimmed eyes.

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    So I turned to walk away from the lady old and gray,

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    whose heart was on that Southern Dixie Flyer.

 

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    I've no money of my own, I can't even take her home,

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    but I want to be there with my heart's desire.

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    And then she could say no more as the echo drifted o'er,

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    was the whistle of that Southern Dixie Flyer.

 

    (Marty Robbins)