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Verse 1
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That fast street light leavin'
Memphis, down there to
New
Orleans
He runnin' so fast the hobos don't
fool this train
It's not on the track, look at him now
This train
Lucille was leavin' book on 19
Holland and 44
Lucille had told me all about it
Ken
Peebles killed the first girl that came from
Detroit
About his track bein'
cold and froze
I thought the train be
late gettin' in there
She had told me all about it
Ken
Peebles killed the first girl
that came from
Detroit
He got out on that night
About 12, 15, when he got off the train, she looked and seen him, she'd run
and kissed him
When she'd run and kissed him, first cousin, I knocked
her down
When I knocked her down,
she got up, pulled up by my pantlegs, sang me a song
You gon' be sorry, daddy,
you knocked me down
Mama fixin' to put you down
You hear that string line, 36 by the
Union
Station that morning
It looked like coming special
Verse 2
at my baby
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But she jumped in that 59 car
The man throwed the light on me
Him getting out, jumping across
that automatic switch
Verse 3
That morning
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I just sat by
Lucia, one of them pretty famous
house coats
Two, three days before this
trouble coming up
Old man was 85 years old told me
He said, son,
don't ever mistreat your wife
Or your girlfriend
Let her sleep on one side of the bed
And you sleep on the other side
Cause overnight she'll
get up and put one of them
Pistols, one of them pillows, one
of those case
On your head and when you wake up that morning
She'll be two, three thousand
miles waiting home
I put the bullock on
Lucille
She couldn't get up there and she
wake me up
So she woke up that day,
just about four o
That morning
She said, daddy, what's wrong with you?
I said
Lucille, I'm going back to
my church
I've been racking with
Bully
Slick for a couple of weeks
So she was wanting a cigarette, I let her
While she was getting her cigarette, I said
Baby, would you mind bringing
me a glass of water?
She wrecking got that house coat
with her right
And pulled it across and pulled
her hip with her left
Come to my bed, sang me a song
I'll be so glad when I can see the sun
Gonna be some packing up time
You hear that stream line
tippity now that morning?
Play it for me, my baby,
gonna get you on, you got to play it for me this mornin'
The first thing a man would do with his wife or girlfriend,
quit him
And don't be at home,
he gonna ease up to one of them trunk or one of them shift rolls
I eased up to the shift roll that mornin' about
10.30, wasn't nothin' to tell ya
And I was the bag that come off
them good clothes
I thought about the trunk that her great- grandmother gave her for her birthday present,
when she was nine years old
I hatched a lid, but nothing in it but
the tray. I said, I know
Booker's got to get away now
I sat out in the floor and thought of
Booker down the bottom, get out to
Union
Station and beg her back
I bet like she done made a mistake and
packed up some of my silk shank
I rushed on down to
Union
Station when she seen me coming up the
Union
Station step
She looked back over her left shoulder
and come and sang me a song
Too late, daddy, mama's trunk is gone,
don't you be in my arms
I tell you now,
she got down in 59, you'll miss the place you're dead
Look ahead, shot them rails,
hit them to the ground
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