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CWell the old iron trail is a Frailroad track it Cruns all over our G7land And CI had traveled every Ffoot of it G7before I was a Cman
My daddy told me Fstories he Ctold me some pretty wild G7tales Of Clong ago when Fhe was a beau and Ctraveled G7the old iron Ctrail
And he said well there ain’t no sofas in a Fboxcar Cthere ain’t no feather G7bed There Cain’t no carpet Ffor your feet G7no pillows to lay your Chead
There ain’t no milk and Fhoney Cthere ain’t no beer and G7ale CLife is hell the Fbread is stale Cout on the G7old iron Ctrail
Well I’m just like my Fdaddy there’s Chobo blood in G7me And Cthat old iron trail Fthat he knew so well G7soon was a-callin’ Cme
I traveled all over this Fcountry Cover ever hill and G7dale CRiding on an Fold boxcar I Ctraveled the G7old iron Ctrail
I want’cha to know there ain't no sofas in a Fboxcar Cthere ain’t no feather G7bed There Cain’t no carpet Ffor your feet G7no pillows to lay your Chead
There ain’t no milk and Fhoney Cthere ain’t no beer and G7ale CLife is hell the Fbread is stale Cout on the G7old iron Ctrail
NC 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
Yeah there ain’t no milk and Fhoney Cthere ain’t no beer and G7ale CLife is hell the Fbread is stale Cout on the G7old iron Ctrail