This Train... Has Got the Disappearin' Railroad Blues.

 Good mornin' America, how are ya?

Don't you know me?  I'm your native son...

All the towns and people seem... to fade into a bad dream,

and the steel rail still ain't heard the news...

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This train... don't carry no gamblers, this train.

This train don't carry no gamblers, this train...

No liars, thieves or big-shot ramblers, this train.

~The Guthrie's, son* and father.  (courtesy:  Steve Goodman)