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I went up Green River : rolling like a log
Think I heard : that Marion whistle blow
And it blew just like : my baby getting on board
I'm going : where the Southern cross the Dog
Some people say : the Green River blues ain't bad
Then it must not have been : them Green River blues I had
It was late one evening : everything was still
I could see my baby : upon a lonesome hill
How long : evening train been gone
Yes I'm worried now : but I won't be worried long
I'm going away : to make it lonesome here
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