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Sunny Sweeney

Body In A Boxcar

 

Body In A Boxcar


I was born under an outlaw moon
To a steel guitar crying the blues
I been living fast loving hard
And I'm starting to show my age
I don't care if what I'm doing leads me to an early grave

When I die don't you hang your head and cry
I'll be heading for that big ol' honky tonk up in the sky
Let that lonesome whistle moan mama tried
Put my body in a boxcar and send me to the other side

I been singing Waymore's Blues every Saturday night
Then amazing grace on Sunday and I saw the light
I got songs about running around trains and the hell I raise
I got a haggard heart but the ragged soul's ok

When I die don't you hang your head and cry
I'll be heading for that big ol' honky tonk up in the sky
Let that lonesome whistle moan mama tried
Put my body in a boxcar and send me to the other side

When I die don't you hang your head and cry
I'll be heading for that big ol' honky tonk up in the sky
Let that lonesome whistle moan mama tried
Put my body in a boxcar and send me to the other side
Put my body in a boxcar and send me to the other side
Put my body in a boxcar and send it to the Texas line

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