E
When I was a young boy evening sun went down

Stand off by the railroad tracks and I'd listen for the sound
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Of that Kansas City Southern man that'a a lonesome sound
         B
Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by
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And wish that I was outward bound
E
Well I'd dream about big cities

And the pleaseues I would keep

Long about twelve-thirty thru phase of my sleep
              A                                          E
I'd hear that Kansas City Southern man that'a a lonesome sound
         B
Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by
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And wish that I was outward bound
E
Well now I've been in a couple of places

Seen a couple of things

Whenever I think back in time

My memory  rings
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With that Kansas City Southern man that'a a lonesome sound
         B
Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by
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And wish that I was homeward bound
                                C#m
Don't you know how the whistles blows