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Well, I looked for my baby

Bout the break of day

I said, I looked for my baby

Bout the break of day.

But a blue train took my baby away

Now the rail is rusted and the road is long

I said, the rail is rusted and the road is long

And that blue train wont bring my baby home.

I hear that whistle moaning

Steel whinning on the track

But that blue train

Wont bring my baby back.

Im going down to the station

Down that road, Im going.

Gonna catch that blue train

Bring my baby home

Gonna catch that blue train.

Gonna bring my baby back...