A light shines from my window I just can't sleep no more Lord, it hurts so much to be alone But the real men never do admit That it's them that might be wrong At least that's what he told me in his song Chorus:
He rode all the way to texas On an old freight train Didn't miss the girl he left behind He rode all the way to texas Didn't shed a tear He's lettin' you know that he's the movin' kind
The freedom that he sings about I guess I'll never know I just can't shake the guilt or kill the pain But he lets me ride when the lights turns low Get on board the radio and take a ride to texas on his train
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