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I was riding number nine
Heading south from caraloine
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
I got in trouble had to roam
I left my gal an' left my home
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
Just a kid actin' smart
I went and broke my darling's heart
I guess i was too young to know
They took me off the georgia main
Locked me to a ball and chain
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
All alone i bear the shame
I'm a number not a name
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
All i do is sit an' cry
When that evenin' train goes by
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
I'll be locked here in this cell
Till my body's just a shell
An' my hair turns whiter than snow
I'll never see that gal of mine
I'm in georgia doin' time
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
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