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Boxcar Willie

The Old Iron Trail(Chords)

Boxcar Willie

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Well the old iron trail is a railroad track it runs all over our land 

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And I had traveled every foot of it before I was a man 

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My daddy told me stories he told me some pretty wild tales 

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Of long ago when he was a beau and traveled the old iron trail 


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And he said well there ain't no sofas in a boxcar there ain't no feather bed 

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There ain't no carpet for your feet no pillows to lay your head 

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There ain't no milk and honey there ain't no beer and ale 

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Life is hell the bread is stale out on the old iron trail 


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Well I'm just like my daddy there's hobo blood in me 

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And that old iron trail that he knew so well soon was a-callin' me 

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I traveled all over this country over ever hill and dale 

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Riding on an old boxcar I traveled the old iron trail 


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I want'cha to know there ain't no sofas in a boxcar there ain't no feather bed 

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There ain't no carpet for your feet no pillows to lay your head 

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There ain't no milk and honey there ain't no beer and ale 

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Life is hell the bread is stale out on the old iron trail 



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Better listen to me boys it ain't no life of Riley out there 
Stay home never roam I know what I'm talking about 
Wished I'd listened to my dad  
He's a lot smarter than I gave him credit for 


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Yeah there ain't no milk and honey there ain't no beer and ale 

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Life is hell the bread is stale out on the old iron trail 

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