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Woody
(Van Buren)

The swaying of a boxcar
To the clicking of the rails
A slow freight out of Omaha
Winding through the hail

I think of mama's kitchen
In the house we use to own
I remember the farmland
Before the dust blew it away

No I ain't cryin'
I won't tell you no lie
No I ain't cryin'
Just got a cinder in my eye

Just west of Cheyenne
We're climbing that Sherman grade
It's three in morning
In the January cold

The rags that I'm wearing
No they don't hold out the chill
I hope I don't freeze to death
Before I reach the promise land

No I ain't cryin'
I won't tell you no lie
No I ain't cryin'
Just got a cinder in my eye

In the land of milk and honey
In Barstow I'm hanging round
They won't even give a drink of water
To an Okie in this town

No I ain't cryin'
I won't tell you no lie
No I ain't cryin'
Just got a cinder in my eye

No I ain't cryin'
I won't tell you no lie
No I ain't cryin'
Just got a cinder in my eye

No I ain't cryin'
Just got a cinder in my eye

Jim Barnes: Electric guitar
Bill Mishler: Harmony vocals, drums, harmonica
Chris Purdum: Harmony vocals, bass
Autumn Rose: Banjo
Hank Van Buren: Lead vocals, acoustic 12-string guitar

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