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versions by Peggy Lee (# 2), Bing Crosby 
(#14), and Burl Ives (# 21) were all charted as just "Riders In the Sky"
Later, The Ramrods took it to # 30 in
versions by Peggy Lee (# 2), Bing Crosby 
(#14), and Burl Ives (# 21) were all charted as just "Riders In the Sky"
Later, The Ramrods took it to # 30 in
versions by Peggy Lee (# 2), Bing Crosby 
(#14), and Burl Ives (# 21) were all charted as just "Riders In the Sky"
Later, The Ramrods took it to # 30 in
a true love
It's been three years since he's gone
And if I could get that feeling back
I'd give up everything I own

Sixteen days since I left Corona
Just wait outside and keep the engine runnin
Just wait outside and keep the engine runnin
And don't make a move unless the one-time's comin
his final round
All the people and places past
They went by just a little too fast
How I wishI could've slowed this engine down.
This train keeps
the fuck I just said
I said, hundred-thousand dollar engine
I wish a bitch could, like the little engine that could, ya dig?
2 Chainz!
to turn until the carnival of freaks passed her by
And whisked her away to where diamonds are halos

Every little bit helps. Believe me
Every little bit
A little bit south of West Virginia
The miles go by and the engine roars
I've come so far tryin' to forget you
So far from that slammin' door
a little bit harder for I always tell the truth
It isn't just a piston in an engine that keeps you moving
Looking like you're looking for answers and now
his place.
A little cold there on the sofa, a little smile across his face.
And though I tried with all of my sadness, somehow I just could not weep
In this little session of the promised land
Where I lounge wit' my homies and I'm freakin' my friend
I gots the 6-shoota' down by my side, sittin' in
his place
We found him cold there on the sofa
A little smile across his face
And though I tried with all my sadness
Somehow I just could not weep
an engine that keep you movin'
You're lookin' like you're lookin' for somethin'
And now you're surrounded by silence

If only you could see me now
(If
between

His aspirations visited him nightly
And amounted to so little
Too much self in his writing
Now he will never, ever be
The Greatest Living
their families,
Young women with little children by their sides
Come night we'd wait out in the canyons
And try to keep 'em from crossin' the line
a fuel pump
And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk
Then I got me a transmission and all the chrome
The little things I could get in my big
Now he was a man who worked with his hands
Only in a motor he found peace
He could make an engine sing like a bird
He could find his only lind
a pain, that sweet release
I was the little engine that could
I was a courtroom bomb sniffing dog

And the blood collector collected blood
a fuel pump
And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk
Then I got me a transmission and all the chrome
The little things I could get in my big
you giving, ain't all that good

A little southern hospitality
You'd better try to get away from me
I love money, and I just can't fake it
I go
their families,
Young women with little children by their sides
Come night we'd wait out in the canyons
And try to keep 'em from crossin' the line
I got me a fuel pump
And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk
Then I got me a transmission and all of the chrome
The little things I could
don't they love it, you know me
young tender in a room trying to blow me
Like engine, engine, number 9
Homies run a train, standing in line
If that
Cause I could speak the truth and I know the world would unravel, wait
That's a bit ambitious maybe I'm trippin'
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I exist in