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I saw her name on the side of a train

Somewhere a long time ago

Don’t know who she was

But I gave my love to someone called Phoebe Snow

Like a bird on the wing I hear a voice sing

As over the prairies I roll

I’d give my life to spend on more night

In the arms of my own Phoebe Snow

I climbed on board through a wide open door

Just as she started to roll

And I rode so light through the long summer night

In the arms of my own Phoebe Snow

Like a bird on the wing I hear a voice sing

As over the prairies I roll

I’d give my life to spend on more night

In the arms of my own Phoebe Snow

I’ve spent many a night by the fire

In a circle of stone silent men

And heard the sagebrush whistle and pop

And the coffee boil up in the can

The bottoms were filled with a cool river wind

And the treetops chasing the moon

And I knew without asking to take my guitar

And play up some slow gentle tune

I played up a face I use to know

And the song was the sound of a name

I knew without looking that every man there

Was each of them thinking the same

Then I played up some hands so pale and small

With a touch just as light as the rain

And I knew without looking that every man there

Was each of 'em feeling the same

Then I played up the booze and the holes in the shoes

Of a man whose life is a cage

And all the things done to make a man run

The hard luck and failures of age

Then I stopped with a crash — we looked into the ash

Helpless with longing and rage

Now a traveling life might seem all right

A life without worry or care;

Always up and always out and always going somewhere

But I’ll tell you, friend-it's not where you are

But your reason for being there

And then I awoke as the day broke

And gazed out over the plain

Thinking as how I’m better off now

Being in love with a train

Like a bird on the wing I hear a voice sing

As over the prairies I roll

I’d give my life to spend on more night

In the arms of my own Phoebe Snow

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