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Big City Wheels
Jay M. Kinkade III

I wish I was back in Alabama
Sitting on the front porch
Talking to my grandma
Oh how, happy I would be
'Cause this big city's big but it sure ain't pretty
And I miss my friends and family

So if that old engine number nine
Is running through right on time
It might just slow down for me
But if by chance
I miss that last whistle blast
Darling, say a prayer for me

I'm going to wake up in the morning
Shout out a warning
Get up, collect my money
'Cause these big city girls
Have got me broke and discouraged
And I miss my sweet Ann Marie

'Cause these big city wheels, babe
They're big and they're heavy
And I know one day they're bound
To roll right over me
So if there's one thing I can tell you
Before I surrender
Take the love, over the money

So as you lay down to sleep tonight
Listen for that wild steel horse's cry

If that whistle blows twice
I'll be coming home tonight
And I'll see you in the morning
But if it doesn't make a sound
Please don't let it get you down
'Cause I'll see you on the other side

So if that old engine number nine
Is running through right on time
It might just slow down for me
But if by chance
I miss that last whistle blast
Darling, say a prayer for me

 
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