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Waitin' For The Train To Come In
Peggy Lee
Comment on the disk holder:
"Peggy Lee's wistful Waitin' For The Train To Come In, which touched
there's a crow in the corn
Wild flowers on a cross by the road
And somewhere a baby is crying for her mom
As the hills turn from green back to gold

And why
You just think of Bobbie Lee like a busy bee
Gettin' by by sellin honey

So what's the difference
I gotta live
I gotta be somebody
I gotta go where
Jean Ritchie/Lee Hays

Chorus:
Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove, I know. Shady Grove, my little love, bound for Shady Grove. (Last time:
(David Lee Murphy)

On a lonesome highway it was gettin' late
Not another set of headlights on the interstate
I was miles from nowhere my only friend
by the ocean, I miss

And trips on the train
Before our lives changed
The mirror I watched
Your naked body strain
It's a lonesome road
And a hard way to live
But it's the only life that I know
I met some people, I traveled around
But home's always the best place
It's a lonesome road
And a hard way to live
But it's the only life that I know
I met some people, I traveled around
But home's always the best place
Kind ladies and kind gentlemen
Soon I will be gone
But let me just warn you all
Before I do pass on
Stay free from petty jealousies
Live by no man's code
of a home
There's a town they call Tombstone where the brave never cry
They live by a sixgun by a sixgun they die

It's been a long time now since
And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live 
in by yourself                       
Yeah, work for a dollar or several
somehow you know
You'll fail whate'er you do
Then you have walked a road of pain
Yes you've been lonesome too
 
If you have had each joy of life
And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live 
in by yourself                       
Yeah, work for a dollar or several
And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live 
in by yourself                       
Yeah, work for a dollar or several
alone.

John and Linda live in Omaha.
Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war.
I still don't know what for, don't matter any
like a mighty rush of eagles
My dreams and plans were all scattered in the wind
It's a lonesome life when you lose the ones you live for
If I make my
Their natural fear of anything less manly or less natural,
Like gunless sheriffs caught on lonesome roads and live to tell it
How hard it is for meaner
a mighty rush of eagles
My dreams and plans were all scattered in the wind
It's a lonesome life, when you lose the ones you live for
If I make my peace
John and Linda live in Omaha,
And Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
Still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.
feel like hammer for the spike
Remember when we
Shot them holes in the sky?
I still love you Judas
As I walk along this lonesome road
Like a somnambulist
and the mystery
Of how I would live come along

Chorus (Last line different)
That music saved my life, music became my life

As time went by, I found that I
Could
dollar, help you if I can

Look around, look around, look for sign there on the ground
I see sorrow in your way by and by
On your way lonesome road, poor
John and Linda live in Omaha
And Joe is somewhere on the road
We lost Davy in the Korean war
And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore
John and Linda live in Omaha 
Joe is somewhere on the road 
We lost Davey in the Korean War 
And I still don't know what for 
Don't matter anymore
to follow,
Their natural fear of anything less manly or less natural,
Like gunless sheriffs caught on lonesome roads and live to tell it
How hard it is for